Chapter 271: The Charming Palace (7)
Nangong Liuyun saw Su Luo looking at him, raised his eyebrows, and curled the corners of his mouth in a devilish way, saying lazily: "You want a woman on top? Fine, I'll give you this opportunity, come on."
Shameless! A man with no moral boundaries! Will he die if he doesn't take advantage of her verbally?
Su Luo glared at him hatefully, but at this moment Nangong Liuyun suddenly closed his eyes, and a layer of sweat seemed to be on his forehead.
"Nangong, are you..." Su Luo felt something was wrong. She rolled up the quilt and moved towards Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun waved his hand, smiled, and wrote casually: "It's okay, it's just an old ailment. It's time, so it will hurt for a while."
Old illness? What kind of old injury would Nangong Liuyun call an old illness?
It will hurt for a while when the time comes. Does it mean that the pain will come intermittently after a period of time?
A trace of pity flashed through Su Luo's heart. She couldn't imagine how painful it must be to make Nangong Liuyun's face change color... For a moment, she was a little at a loss, not knowing what to do.
Nangong Liuyun turned sideways, supported himself with one hand, and looked at her with a smile.
However, Su Luo clearly saw drops of cold sweat pouring out of his forehead, and his chest and back were soaked with sweat. He smiled as usual, but his smile looked so pale.
"You--" Su Luo wanted to ask him if he had any painkillers or something, but then she changed her mind and thought, Nangong couldn't even control the pain with his strength, so what use would painkillers be?
Nangong Liuyun suddenly closed his eyes. He turned over and pulled the quilt over himself. "Okay, it's getting late. If you don't want to sleep here, go out and find Ling Feng. He will arrange everything for you."
His tone was a little hurried and a little restrained. He covered his whole body with the quilt and made a muffled sound.
Su Luo couldn't see his expression clearly, but she saw that he was curled up with his back hunched, and the quilt seemed to be shaking slightly. He seemed to be in pain.
Su Luo was a little dazed, feeling uneasy.
What happened to Nangong Liuyun? How could such a strong and domineering man be in so much pain?
And judging by his appearance, it seems that this old illness has been bothering him and recurring periodically?
Su Luo didn't leave. She sat up, hugged her knees with her arms, turned her face to the side, and kept looking at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun fell into a deep sleep, and the quilt covering his face slipped to the side, revealing his handsome, pale face covered in sweat.
It's windy outside. In such a day, it's easy to catch a cold if you don't wipe off the sweat.
Su Luo thought about it, tiptoed out of bed and went outside.
There was a servant waiting at the door. Following Su Luo's instructions, he quickly brought a basin of hot water and a folded snow-white brocade handkerchief.
"I can go in by myself, you continue to guard." Su Luo sent the servant away with just one sentence, and personally carried the hot water into the inner room.
A strong-willed man like Nangong Liuyun certainly doesn't want others to see his vulnerable side.
Su Luo placed the jade basin on the table, wrung out the handkerchief, and gently wiped Nangong Liuyun's sweaty face.
Nangong Liuyun's face was frighteningly pale with his brows tightly knitted together.
Although she wanted to beat him to death before, but now seeing him like this, Su Luo felt a touch of pity in her heart, and her fingers involuntarily touched his face and gently slid towards his eyebrows.
He seemed to relax a little.
Su Luo felt very happy to be able to do something for him within her ability.
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