Chapter 997: Beauty Under the Lamp
Monk carefully put Jian Ruocheng on the bed. Nan Yan walked over, pulled the quilt to cover him, and then stood up.
She saw Monk looking at her with a smile.
As soon as she saw his smile that seemed to have ulterior motives, Nan Yan became alert.
Jian Ruocheng was already drunk. He had just drunk quite a bit. The smell of alcohol from both of them continued to emanate from the room, filling the room as if it was going to make people drunk.
Nan Yan couldn't help but frown.
"What are you looking at?"
Monk smiled and said, "You Yan people have a saying, 'Everyone loves beauty.' It's only natural to think you're pretty and take a second look, isn't it?"
It was such a frivolous statement, yet he said it as if it was a matter of course.
Nan Yan's face darkened.
However, Meng Ke seemed to be mesmerized by the smell of alcohol emanating from his body. He even took a step forward, closer to Nan Yan. He looked down at her and murmured, "People often say that looking at a beauty under the moon is a different experience. It turns out that looking at a beauty under the lamp is also a different kind of charm."
Feeling him getting closer and closer, the smell of alcohol, along with his hot breath, burst out and blew on her face.
Nan Yan subconsciously took a step back, but there was a wall behind her and she had nowhere to retreat.
She simply raised her head and looked at Monk: "Am I good-looking?"
Monk nodded and said, "Very good."
As he spoke, he stared at her intently. His eyes were extremely deep. Only in the light of the candlelight could he see Nan Yan's figure, clearly reflected in his pupils.
"It looks good," Nan Yan said coldly, "and it has nothing to do with you."
“…”
Monk was choked by her, and after a while, he couldn't help laughing.
Nan Yan turned sideways and walked away.
She walked to the bedside and lowered the curtains on Jian Ruocheng's bed. The light gauze fell down like clouds and mist.
Monk stood behind her, watching her back with interest, and said, "Actually, you really don't have to be so hostile to me. I admit that I did deceive you and took advantage of you, but from my perspective, do you think I did anything wrong?"
Nan Yan thought for a moment and said, "From your perspective, you are right."
"That--"
"But," Nan Yan said with a sullen face, "from my point of view, you are totally wrong."
“…”
"Don't talk to me about positions. I can't stand in your position. If you must exchange positions, then that's fine."
She turned around, looked at Monk, and said word by word: "I stand in your position and forgive you for what you did to me; then you stand in my position and commit suicide to apologize to me."
“…”
Monk was stunned again.
He had originally intended to brainwash her, but she had suddenly reversed her mind, leaving him at a loss for words. Nan Yan then said coldly, "But before you commit suicide, remember to fight Arslan to the death."
“…”
Monk felt helpless in front of her.
I could only smile bitterly and say, "It seems that asking you to forgive me is impossible."
“…”
"It's impossible for us to return to the feeling of getting along like we did in Neng Country, right?"
“…”
“Even if I lied to you, we are not relatives, not cousins, and it is just a friendship between ordinary people, isn’t it impossible?”
Nan Yan said calmly, "We are not children anymore. Everyone must be responsible for what they say and do. You did those things, so you must bear the consequences of them."
“…”
"I do long for family affection. If I don't have family affection, friendship will do."
"That--"
"But the premise is that everything must be true."
“…”
"If you're just being fake, then stop acting. It's disgusting!"
Seeing her resolute expression, Monk fell silent. After a long while, he murmured, "Okay, maybe I can try..."
However, his voice was very low, and before Nan Yan could hear it clearly, she heard Jian Ruocheng's voice coming from the bed: "Five-colored horses, furs worth thousands of gold... Call my son to go out and exchange them for good wine, so that we can share our eternal sorrows..."
Nan Yan thought he had woken up and turned back hurriedly.
But behind the curtain, he was still asleep with his eyes closed, his face flushed, his lips slightly parted, and he murmured vaguely, "My heart is broken with sorrow, I can't get drunk, tears have already formed before the wine arrives..."
It turns out that this person can recite poetry when he is drunk.
However, even when reciting poetry, he was still drunk.
It was the first time that Nan Yan saw Jian Ruocheng drunk. Although there was an annoying guy beside him, she couldn't help but smile.
Munch continued to look at her face, which looked more and more delicate under the light.
Feeling his gaze, Nan Yan turned around and said coldly: "Okay, you should go back."
"Well……"
Monk was still a little dazed after being suddenly ordered to leave. Nan Yan asked, "Why, do you still want to stay here and keep watch for him?"
Monk thought for a moment and said, "What about you?"
Nan Yan said, "I also want to go back and rest."
Hearing her say this, Monk seemed relieved.
Said: "Okay, let's go out together."
Nan Yan glared at him again, thought for a while, and finally took a wooden basin from the side and placed it in front of the bed to prevent Jian Ruocheng from vomiting in the middle of the night when he was drunk. After doing all this, she left his room.
After closing the door, he turned around and saw Monk still standing behind him.
The light in the corridor is much dimmer than in the room.
But his eyes were bright.
Nan Yan didn't want to pay attention to him. She just walked to her room next door, opened the door, walked in, and closed the door without even saying goodbye.
Monk stood at her door, paused for a moment, and let out a soft chuckle.
Just as Nan Yan closed the door and turned around, she met a pair of bright eyes again.
Although she had gotten used to his sudden appearances in the past few days, she was still startled at this moment. Nan Yan almost hit her back against the door. Fortunately, he reached out and held her waist.
Nan Yan put her hand on her chest and whispered, "It doesn't hurt!"
“…”
Li Bushang on the opposite side didn't say anything.
He just stared at her silently in the dark room without any light.
Nan Yan said: "You scared me."
“…”
"Didn't I tell you last time not to come out so suddenly? What if Monk follows you in? Wouldn't he have spotted you?"
“…”
Li Bushang still didn't speak.
In the past few days, Nan Yan has become accustomed to his occasional childish tantrums. She walked sideways to the table and lit the candles on it.
The dim light barely illuminated the room.
When she turned around again, she saw Li Bushang staring at her.
"What's wrong?"
"What did he mean by saying those things to you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com