"Why isn't it serious?!" Madam Nangong stared at the jet-black fingerprints on Su Luo's neck and felt extremely distressed: "These jet-black fingerprints are bruises created by the Emperor Ling? Why haven't they subsided?"
Su Luo sighed, where is the bruise? It is clearly the spirit of the undead, and it is not difficult to get rid of it.
"It will subside after a while, don't worry, it's alright." Su Luo said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good." Madam Nangong really thought it was an ordinary bruise. After seeing Su Luo saying that it was all right, she didn't mention it again. She sat down on Su Luo's bedside and greeted Su Luo for a while.
Su Luo responded with a smile.
Mrs. Nangong was talking, and the topic shifted to the marriage: "Luo girl, in more than 20 days, you and Liu Yun will get married, and then you will truly become the daughter-in-law of our Nangong family. It's gone!"
Madam Nangong took Su Luo's hand with a look of relief: "You don't know how long I've been looking forward to this day! There was an accident last time, so don't let it happen again this time..."
Madam Nangong had lingering fears.
After being tossed by Princess Weiwei last time, Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo's originally planned wedding went to waste, and the little grandson that Mrs. Nangong was thinking of became even more out of reach.
Nangong Jiayi smiled and said to Su Luo, "After the last marriage between you and your second brother was canceled, my mother couldn't sleep for the whole night, and she almost got sick. This time when the marriage date is set, the mother can Sleep well."
Mrs. Nangong glanced at Nangong Jiayi angrily: "Then what's wrong? This is my favorite daughter-in-law! Of course, I have to marry and go home before I can rest assured!"
"Yes, yes, this is your favorite daughter-in-law, more than your daughter, right?" Nangong Jiayi looked at Madam Nangong angrily, "Mother, you are not afraid that I will be jealous as a daughter."
Madam Nangong glanced at Nangong Jiayi: "Are you jealous?"
Su Luo also looked at Nangong Jiayi. In fact, she also wanted to know what Nangong Jiayi was thinking.
Su Luo has a deep understanding of Madam Nangong's kindness to her. From Madam Nangong, she can feel the warmth of a mother's love, but if Nangong Jiayi is really unhappy...
Nangong Jiayi put her hands on her hips and sighed: "Alas, if this changed anyone, I would be jealous, but it's just Luoluo... What can I do?"
Mrs. Nangong glanced at Nangong Jiayi: "It's Luoluo, I'm so good to her. If it were anyone else, do you think I would be so partial?"
The mother and daughter smiled at each other.
Just as Mrs. Nangong and Nangong Jiayi were talking, a footstep stopped outside the door.
The person outside the door was not the victim, but Lin Yuwei.
"Who is outside?" Su Luo reminded.
Lin Yuwei held a tray in her own hands. Inside the tray was a white jade bowl covered with a red cloth. The white jade bowl exuded bursts of fragrance.
Lin Yuwei at the door had originally heard the conversation between Madam Nangong and Nangong Jiayi, her face paled for a while, and she was about to retreat, but she did not expect to be called out by Su Luo.
Immediately, she could only bite the bullet and knock on the door, with a forced smile on her face: "It's me."
"What are you doing here?!" Madam Nangong frowned when she saw Lin Yuwei. She didn't forget that Lin Yuwei secretly harmed Su Luo!
"Mother, I heard that Luo Luo was injured, so I specially cooked a bowl of sapphire soup. It's the best way to reduce the swelling and seal it." Lin Yuwei smiled and looked at Madam Nangong, and turned her eyes to Su Luo—