Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 724 I Guard You You Guard Me
Di Yu withdrew his hand, and turned his gaze to look elsewhere.
The eyes that were filled with countless emotions at that moment turned cold at this moment.
"This man never dreamed." After a pause, he said, "Ruling."
Shang Liang Yue wanted to laugh.
However, Shang Liang Yue could not laugh.
He looked at Di Yu with clear eyes. "Are you sure you want me to go?"
Di Yu looked at the curtains, his face was extremely cold.
Answer's clear.
"Well, if you tell me to get out, I'll get out. Who told me to be in your dreams, right?" As he said, he got up and stepped over Di Yu.
Di Yu slept on the outside, naturally Shang Liang Yue slept on the inside.
And it always happens to both of them.
Shang Liang Yue quickly stepped over Di Yu, got off the bed, and lifted the curtain. As the curtain lifted, Shang Liang Yue turned around and faced Di Yu. "I'm really going?"
From the moment he moved, Di Yu's body froze.
Up until now, she was standing in front of the bed, tilting her head to look at her appearance, she was beautiful, just like before.
Di Yu looked at her, clenching his thin lips tightly, forming a cold straight line.
Those black eyes looked even colder than before.
Shang Liang Yue blinked, "Alright, I'm going out."
Shang Liang Yue stuffed her little feet into her embroidered shoes and left the big bed.
But just as the curtain followed him away and fell, then closed, leaving only a gap, a strong wind came.
Shang Liang Yue only felt his body sway, and the things in front of his eyes changed.
Shang Liang Yue was still dizzy and did not react for a while.
But even though he did not respond, Shang Liang Yue was clear-minded.
Realize what you are doing right now.
He rubbed his temples to relieve the dizziness, then opened his eyes and saw the person propped up on top of his body with phoenix eyes fixed on him.
"Did you not let me go?" shang Liang Yue said.
There were no complaints in that thin voice.
Calm.
Di Yu never said the word 'roll' to him, and this was his first time today.
But Shang Liang Yue was not angry at all.
Just depressed.
He was always conscious, rational, and decisive.
With him, it's not like that.
He's having a hard time.
Shang Liang Yue touched that already thin face, her outer line became even sharper due to her thinness, but it also made her like it even more.
In modern times, he does not believe in love, and considers it only a momentary affection between a man and a woman.
But now he believes it.
"Are you reluctant to leave me?"
"To be honest, I was also—" Before those words were finished, Di Yu kissed her like before, even more passionate than before, like a fire that would burn Shang Liang Yue to ashes.
Ditz was brewing medicine outside the wing chamber.
During that period, the dark guards always came to report important matters to the prince, but Ditz took over.
However, Ditz did not immediately report the news to the prince.
Because he knew that the prince had not yet awakened.
So did the young lady.
He wants them to rest well.
The sun rose, hung in the sky, then tilted to the west and disappeared on the ground.
It's getting dark.
There was no sunlight in the basement, filled with lanterns, candles, and night pearls.
If you don't have anything to count the time, I'm afraid you don't know what time it's outside.
However, there was something in the basement that counted the time.
Sand clock.
Ditz watched as the sand in the hourglass fell, then ordered the dark guards to check how the food was warm in the small kitchen.
Ditz according.
And now it's time.
He thought, that young lady might wake up.
Sure enough, after the dark guards left, Shang Liang Yue's voice sounded from within.
"Sir, have someone prepare hot water."
A soft voice came, which was the most familiar feeling.
And obviously I heard it last night, but listening to it now, I still feel a little confused.
However, Ditz immediately said, "Yes."
Not long after that, Ditz came in with hot water.
Shang Liang Yue was already fully dressed, standing in front of the dressing table, holding a comb to comb Di Yu's hair.
Hearing that voice, Shang Liang Yue said, "Master, you put down the hot water and bring food, warm medicine."
"Yes, Miss." Ditz did not look around, put the hot water and came out.
Bai Bai squatted at Shang Liang Yue's feet.
The little creature heard Shang Liang Yue's words and looked at Ditz.
He wants to go and see.
It's hungry.
He wants to eat good food!
However, Shang Liang Yue had not even come out yet, so how could she get out?
The little creature turned its head forcefully, and looked at Shang Liang Yue again.
Wait a minute, it's okay to wait a minute!
Shang Liang Yue stood behind Di Yu, carefully holding a comb to tie Di Yu's hair.
Shang Liang Yue was obviously good at everything and also very smart, but why couldn't she tie Di Yu's hair well?
And it wasn't difficult for him to see the nineteenth uncle's hairstyle on weekdays.
You could say very simple.
But why, why couldn't he comb through the prince's meticulous appearance?
Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu's thick black hair, frowned and felt a headache, "My master, I can't comb it ..."
He's capitulating.
Completely surrender.
She really could not do this seemingly simple hairstyle!
Di Yu continued to stare at the person in the mirror.
Shang Liang Yue had long hair and a scarf, so did she.
Shang Liang Yue stood behind her, holding her long hair in her hands, Shang Liang Yue's face was sometimes serious, sometimes serious, sometimes staring, with a very rich expression.
Di Yu got up.
It had been a day since he woke up.
But he still felt unreal.
"It doesn't matter." Di Yu got up, placed the jade comb in Shang Liang Yue's hand on the dressing table, and pointed his hand at the hot water.
Shang Liang Yue smiled. "Yes, don't worry, don't worry, I'm very smart, as long as I want to learn, I can definitely learn!"
So far, other than what he didn't want to learn, there was nothing he couldn't learn.
"That's great." Di Yu took a towel, put it in the basin, soaked it, squeezed it dry, then wiped Shang Liang Yue's face.
When the steamy towel landed on Shang Liang Yue's face, Shang Liang Yue's mind flinched, thinking of one thing.
Now that he and Di Yu were both sick, Di Yu was clearly more serious than him, how could he let Di Yu take care of him?
Shang Liang Yue hurriedly pulled out her towel, wiped a few handfuls on her face, placed them on the basin, washed them, then squeezed them again, and rubbed them against Di Yu's face.
"Although I'm a sick patient, so are you. But now that you're more serious than me, let me take care of you. After I take care of you, you'll take care of me." As Shang Liang Yue spoke, his hands continued to move.
Di Yu looked at her with a smile on his face, not the least flattered, but solemn.
Look people.
If one's eyes are straight, then one must be straight.
If one's eyes are not right, then one's heart must be wrong.
Shang Liang Yue had a charming face, but her eyes were always clean and clear.
Di Yu opened his lips and said ...