Chapter 1197: Chapter 1217: Prince Nangong Is Angry (Part 1)
This meticulous Shaochen made her feel like a fool in front of him.
However, she was powerless to defend herself, because from head to toe, he hadn’t directly accused her even once. Yet, his words were more terrifying and made her feel more ashamed than if he had directly blamed her.
He must have found out something, but he chose to tolerate her.
This gave her a slight feeling of being touched, yet there was a strong unease overshadowing the feeling.
Perhaps she was overthinking.
Liang Shaochen also nodded with a smile when he heard this.
"Let’s eat, or it won’t taste good once it gets cold."
"Okay..."
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The afternoon sunlight lazily poured in.
Xia Xiaonuan lay in bed, turned over, and vaguely sensed something.
She slowly opened her eyes, just in time to see something red and soft flash before her.
It lightly brushed against her cheek, even her eyes.
Through the haze, she saw Nangong Yaoling’s handsomely amused face, and couldn’t help but arch her lips.
"You’re awake," she said, snatching the rose from his hand with a smile.
"Ah..." No sooner had she grabbed it than she exclaimed.
Because she was too hasty, she accidentally pricked herself on a thorn on the rose’s stem.
Nangong Yaoling’s expression changed, and he quickly grabbed her hand, tossing the rose away.
"Let me see..." He looked at the blood immediately seeping from her right index finger, promptly brought her hand to his lips, and sucked forcefully.
After sucking out the blood and spitting it onto paper, he squeezed her hand and sucked for a while.
Seeing her hand didn’t stop bleeding, he quickly got out of bed to find iodine and cotton swabs.
"Silly girl... I really can’t do anything about you," Nangong Yaoling said, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding her hand.
Xia Xiaonuan looked at his handsome face and the beautiful frown on his brow, giggling, "It’s okay, a little wound, it doesn’t hurt anymore."
"No way, even though I’ve already disinfected it, we still need to do it again," he insisted.
Nangong Yaoling embraced her in his arms, holding her hand while he applied the medicine.
The man had a pleasant scent about him, making her feel as if she was floating on a cloud, with a refreshing coolness at her fingertips.
The earnest look on the man’s face made his features all the more exquisite, and in the dim lighting, it was impossible not to be moved by the sight.
Nangong Yaoling applied purple medicine on her, turning her index finger purple.
Xia Xiaonuan laughed, reaching out her hand to tap his lips.
In an instant, there was also a streak of purple on the man’s lips.
"Naughty!" Nangong Yaoling frowned, grabbing her hand, "I just applied medicine, don’t move." Then he reapplied the medicine on her.
Xia Xiaonuan lay on his lap, Nangong Yaoling half-reclining by the bed.
One hand gently ran through her black hair, stroking her forehead.
"Hungry? I’ll take you out to eat today. What would you like to eat?"
Xia Xiaonuan eagerly nodded, "Great! I want to eat... to eat a lot of delicious food."
"What do you mean by a lot of delicious food?" Nangong Yaoling asked curiously.
Xia Xiaonuan blinked her big eyes.
Flipping over to get up from his lap.
Pointing at her clothes, she said, "Just a lot of delicious food."
Nangong Yaoling sat by the bed, watching satisfyingly as Xia Xiaonuan, wearing a silk nightgown, walked back and forth in the bedroom, her silhouette alluring.
She picked up the guitar on the floor next to her, asking, "I just found out... you can play this!"
