After bringing her back to the warship, Ning Jue settled her in his own room. It wasn't that he didn't want to give her a room to herself, but after witnessing her fall while walking, he didn't want to do it anymore.
After all, he was the one who saved his life, so we have to take good care of him.
He knew better than anyone that if they hadn't encountered Die this time, the two of them would definitely have been left there by Cangming.
Cangming, that's a god-level being. He became a general ten years ago, and it was only because of Lian Han that he learned of the existence of the Underworld Palace's power. Those aristocratic families had kept this information a closely guarded secret before.
He came from humble origins, and ultimately, he hadn't accumulated enough power.
Ning Jue thought for a moment, then her gaze fell on the girl again.
She sat there quietly, neither crying nor making a fuss, and one would not notice anything unusual about her unless one interacted with her. This composure and calmness certainly befits her status as the second most divine being in the world.
Perhaps it is because of its beauty that the butterfly always gives him a sense of the delicate fragility of a porcelain doll, making people want to protect it in their palms.
Ning Jue checked the time, pulled the person to the bedside, pressed her down on the bed to show her that she could rest, and then quickly left.
The expansion of the Demon Abyss must be due to Cangming. In the current era of god-level invincibility, it is not a place to stay for long. The lord should probably make plans soon.
However, he only needs to inform the relevant parties, and Marshal Ling can handle the rest. After all, he has been lingering near the capital star recently, so he is the most relaxed person around.
Lian Han was unaware that Ning Jue had already left. She groped around and guessed that it might be the bed before falling asleep.
Karma. She offended half of the capital two years ago, and now it's her turn. All she can do is sleep...
For the next ten days or so, Lian Han finally couldn't take it anymore.
What does it feel like to lose your five senses? You can't see, you can't hear, and you can't perceive anything.
It was as if she had returned to her childhood, locked in a white room, ignored and unresponsive, numbly knowing only that she was still alive. The only difference, if anything, was that she wouldn't feel pain this time.
Lian Han understood why Zhan Qi had said before that if one's five senses were taken away, even if one died, one would not feel anything anymore.
She suddenly felt like dying. Lian Han thought silently.
At that moment, General Ning had finished his official duties and was blow-drying the girl's hair. The petite girl sat beside him, looking so comforting. These days, he had been feeding her a vial of nutrients every day and helping her with her washing up regularly. Die had also become closer to him, and would consciously move closer when he approached, being exceptionally well-behaved.
He felt a sense of accomplishment whenever he saw Die dressed up neatly and looking radiant. How to describe this feeling? It was like—raising a daughter.
With this thought in mind, Ning Jue unconsciously spent more time on Die. If it weren't for the difference between men and women, and the fact that he couldn't help with cleaning her body, Ning Jue would have wanted to do everything himself.
As for the strange looks his subordinates were giving General Ning, who was becoming increasingly lazy these days, Ning Jue chose to ignore them.
But Ning Jue also had her moments of worry; the butterfly was too obedient, like a puppet on a string. This metaphor made Ning Jue feel very uncomfortable.
But the girl had no senses and her consciousness was blocked, so he couldn't help her at all. It wasn't that he hadn't thought of asking Lady Jialan for help, but Ning Jue remembered Elder Ming, who had suffered a backlash after his prophecy failed that day.
The deprivation of the five senses was imposed by Cangming, who was also a god-level being. If Lady Jialan helped, she would inevitably suffer a backlash. He wouldn't be foolish enough to do something that would be a losing proposition.
Ning Jue quickly dried Die's hair, and then, as usual, held her slender arm to help her move around, as it was definitely not good for the girl to lie still all day.
Lian Han was naturally unaware of his intention to raise a daughter. She vaguely felt herself moving, but she didn't know what she was doing. She couldn't even muster the strength to stop, and even opening her mouth felt difficult, which made her somewhat desperate.
What if she never gets better? Once the power of the Butterfly Shadow Card is exhausted, she will inevitably turn back into Lian Han. At that time, she wouldn't be surprised if General Ning Jue Ning threw her into the research institute for dissection.
But apart from waiting for her mental consciousness to recover, there was nothing she could do.
Using the Butterfly Shadow Card while simultaneously borrowing the power of other cards is clearly suicidal. It's no wonder the backlash is severe.
It's just a pity that she has no sense of pain; she feels no pain at all.
But what could she do in despair? She kept waking up and falling asleep, not even knowing how much time had passed.
Knowing this day had come, Lian Han suddenly felt a chill in her hands, but was quickly enveloped by a pair of warm hands. She was obediently carried back in a princess carry.
"It's starting to recover?" Lian Han was overjoyed. He opened his mouth and immediately a cool liquid slid into it. His sense of taste hadn't returned yet, so Lian Han could only guess that it was probably tea. He was both amused and exasperated.
This is so thoughtful. But her senses, which had just begun to return, told her that the person taking care of her was a living, breathing person, so General Ning had hired a nanny?
Lian Han looked a little lost. But these days, her bewilderment was the most frequent expression Ning Jue had seen, so he didn't pay much attention to it, placed her on the inside of the bed, and lay down to sleep on the outside.
Ning Jue would never bully a girl, but he always treated everyone equally. Even his room, as a general, was no different from that of other officers: a bed, a desk, a wardrobe, a Skynet connection pod, a bathroom, and nothing else.
The double bed was big enough, and Die slept very well. Ning Jue, exhausted from his daily work and returning from battle, was too lazy to sleep on a makeshift bed on the floor, so he slept there. However, there was a large gap between the two of them, clearly separating them.
But Lian Han wasn't very well-behaved tonight. She had already slept enough, and having finally recovered a little, how could she possibly be in the mood to sleep? She tossed and turned in bed, moving frequently.
He flipped through the pages and landed right in front of Ning Jue. The man looked at her wide-open eyes, which, although still unfocused and without any reflection, made it clear that she wasn't sleepy.
She hadn't made such a big move in a long time. But Ning Jue didn't think much of it, wrapped her in the blanket like a caterpillar, and rolled her back inside.
Lian Han was stunned again. She was sleeping in the same bed with someone? So she really did hire a nanny.
Thinking of how attentive and considerate the nanny had been, she stopped being suspicious and obediently went to sleep. Since the nanny had worked so hard to take care of her, she shouldn't bother her.
However, even when sleeping, the desperate and helpless Lian Han and the cheerful Lian Han still have different sleeping postures.
At night, Ning Jue stared at the girl's legs, which were crossed over him, speechless for a moment. Her blue nightgown had brushed up to her thighs, feeling cool against her skin. Looking at her unguarded sleeping face, the man's gaze darkened, and a small frown appeared on his brow. With this girl's seductive allure, he had indeed overestimated his willpower.
She tried to move him away gently, but Lian Han was someone who craved warmth, and she had kicked the blanket somewhere. Ning Jue became the only "heat source," and since the "heat source" wanted to get away from her, she naturally clung to him instinctively.
General Ning: ...He was completely too scared to move now.
The next day, seeing the dark circles under the general's eyes, the adjutant felt a surge of admiration: "The general truly cares about the Federation; he's even thinking about how to deal with the Zerg at night..."
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