Sheng Qianmo looked at her, Shu Nuan's lips were red and slightly open, and there was a little white powder on the tip of her nose. She probably got it accidentally while making snacks. Sheng Qianmo stretched out his finger and wiped her nose. It was obviously very... The gesture was gentle, but the words he spoke were inexplicably cool: "Are you so short of money?"
Shu Nuan blinked his eyes and moved his little mouth slightly.
But Sheng Qianmo didn't seem to want to listen to her answer, so he took her hand and walked forward.
Shu Nuan felt Sheng Qianmo's grip on her hand was very strong. She frowned slightly and whispered, "Your Highness, Shu Nuan's hand hurts."
Sheng Qianmo paused, looked down at her, and then slightly relaxed his hold on her hand.
Shu Nuan didn't ask Sheng Qianmo where he was taking her, and was led silently by him. However, she didn't look at the road and followed him absentmindedly. Not long after, she accidentally got her foot kicked by a stone on the ground. , almost fell down, but Sheng Qianmo reached out to catch her in time, hugged her waist and pushed her into his arms.
Shu Nuan took a breath of cool air in his arms and remained motionless.
"Nuan Nuan?"
Shu Nuan responded with a nasal voice, his breath trembling a little.
Sheng Qianmo picked her up, held her slender and white feet, and took off her white shoes to see that her toes were indeed red and swollen.
Sheng Qianmo frowned, took off both of her shoes, and carried her on his back to a nearby pharmacy. From going to the pharmacy to applying the medicine and coming out, Sheng Qianmo had a calm face and said nothing.
Shu Nuan was carried on his back, but she could clearly feel his coldness. She knew he was angry, but she didn't know why he was angry.
Shu Nuan hugged his neck without saying a word, lying silently on his neck breathing. Perhaps because he was strong and tall, she didn't feel scared when he was carrying her like this.
When passing by the market, Shu Nuan saw something. She gently grabbed the clothes on his shoulders with her little hands, and whispered: "Your Majesty, there is a rock sugar pear water here that is particularly delicious."
Sheng Qianmo pinched her butt mercilessly, "Drinking that stuff on such a cold day? Have you forgotten that you are recovering from your illness?"
Shu Nuan was so painful that she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder. It was very painful and she whispered in a low voice: "I just said it tasted good, I didn't say I wanted to drink it."
Sheng Qianmo snorted coldly, lowered his head and held her calf dangling at her waist, and looked at her toes that had been smeared with medicine. They had already reduced some swelling, but they were still red. Sheng Qianmo Then he asked her, "Does it still hurt?"
Shu Nuan lay on his shoulder and turned to look away, ignoring him.
Sheng Qianmo didn't press her, nor did he rush to take her back. He just carried her and walked along the river, blowing the wind to make her feet heal faster.
After a long time, Shu Nuan turned around and came back. He looked at Sheng Qianmo's cold and handsome profile with moist and hazy eyes, and his indifferent and deep eyes. He looked at them for a while and then took a breath. She sniffed and said, "That day, the Empress Dowager took a glass of poisoned wine and asked Shu Nuan to make a choice. Shu Nuan chose to live and left the prince without saying goodbye..."
She thought for a while, thinking about staying far away from Sheng Qianmo, and also thinking about not saying anything to him, as the two people on the left and right would not have an equal opportunity to interact.
But he was the one who pulled her out of the mud. He was the one who gave her hope. Even though she only gave her hope, she still wanted to give him an explanation, no matter what he wanted to think.
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(It’s really stuck. I’m sorry that I have two updates today. I’ll update as usual tomorrow.