However, before she could cut down, her right hand was stopped by someone.
Su Luo turned her eyes to look, her gaze meeting with Nangong Liuyun's.
"You're awake?" Su Luo cried out from being pleasantly surprised, while she directly tossed the dagger to the ground.
The corner of Nangong Liuyun's lips exhaustedly pulled into a smile. That unparalleled, handsome face was pale, with a sickly look that made people pity him even more.
"Silly girl." Nangong Liuyun extended his hand, and patted Su Luo's head.
"Who's the silly girl, you're the silly one. Just now, you almost scared me to death." Su Luo sniffed her nose and angrily said.
"Okay, okay, okay, it's this husband that is wrong…. This husband will bow to you in apology…. Alright?" Nangong Liuyun's
tone had a hint of teasing, as if he was not injured at all and still teasing Su Luo as before.
"A matter that's unfounded, why shout about it? Quickly don't speak and heal your wounds first." The more Su Luo spoke, the more worried she was.
Now, Nangong Liuyun's face was white as snow, and didn’t have a hint of blood. Seeing this made Su Luo's heart clench.
"Do you have something to ask me?" Nangong Liuyun pulled at the loose hair hanging down from Su Luo's forehead.
Su Luo thought about it, and finally asked: "You just wounded Old Man Mo, why don’t we just directly kill him, to avoid future trouble?"
Who knew, Nangong Liuyun only laughed, and hooked Su Luo's nose: "In fact, the thing you want to ask the most is why my cultivation would break out at a crucial moment?"
He could even guess this correctly? Worthy of being the
the number one in the world at being two-faced, treacherous and cunning His Highness Prince Jing. Su Luo snorted twice, but still had to admit it: "This is the second question, but you can answer the two questions together."
Nangong Liuyun smiled, but still told Su Luo the answer buried deep in his heart: "A very strong power is sealed in my body."
Nangong Liuyun sat up and hugged Su Luo to him, letting her lean into his chest, with his chin pressed on top of her head.
He paused and then continued to say: "This power is very formidable, but it also has huge aftereffects."
"What aftereffects?" Su Luo asked with deep concern.
"It's hard to say. For example, back then, when I first used it, because my body was essentially too weak, and this power was really too strong, that every month on the night of the full moon…"
Nangong Liuyun didn’t finish speaking and Su Luo had already understood.
Every month on the full moon, Nangong Liuyun's body would become weak, and both legs would hurt unbearably. Reportedly, only when she reached the level of Grandmaster Apothecary would she be able to cure his illness.
So it turned out…. It turned out to be the aftereffect from him using this power for the first time.
Nangong Liuyun, as a prince of unsurpassed talent, in the end, what kind of desperate straits would compel him to use this power?
Su Luo's eyes moved, but she didn't ask out loud. The scar that Nangong Liuyun hid in his heart, if he didn’t if he didn’t want to say it, why should she go to uncover it?
However, Nangong Liuyun seemed to be in the mood for conversation, he started to tell Su Luo the truth of the event on that day which was buried in the dust of history.
Nangong Liuyun had a faint grass fragrance on him that smelled good, but the story he told Su Luo made her heart clench tightly.
In fact, the story was very simple, it boiled down to just a drama of the imperial harem, striving for favor.
At that time, Nangong Liuyun's mother was the emperor's most favored treasured concubine. That year, the emperor openly granted an edict, bestowing her with the title Treasured Concubine, showing how much he favored her. But it was also because of the emperor's affection, that made the Treasured Concubine suffer the unhappy fate of beautiful woman being beheaded.