The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1007 – Traveling to Xian’s Wood Residence (1)

Chapter 1007 – Traveling to Xian’s Wood Residence (1)
Su Luo, this time, soaked for seven days.
The seventh day arrived and Nangong Liuyun opened his pair of eyes punctually.
Outside came the light sounds of footsteps.
Rong Yun pushed open the door and entered, seeing that the situation hadn’t fallen out of his control, he then nodded slightly.
Su Luo sat cross-legged in the medicinal cauldron, she had entered a meditative state.
She had maintained this posture for a full seven days.
Surrounding her body, there was an endless spirit force moving around then moving through, allowing the spirit force to permeate throughout the area.
Even though Su Luo’s body was seriously injured, but her soul had been cultivating non-stop.
Also, because her body was seriously injured and her soul had split off to cultivate, it resulted in her rapidly progressing in the Spirit Dance Steps.
But no matter how fast she improved, it was still useless. With the current health of her body, she simply could not endure the impact of using the Spirit Dance Steps.
Rong Yun opened the lid of the medicinal cauldron.
Su Luo slowly stopped her cultivation and lifted her eyes to look.
Rong Yun’s normally clear and cold expression now contained a light smile. His pitch-black as ink eyes looked at Su Luo with deep concern: “Extend your hand over here.”
Su Luo extended her hand to let Master take her pulse.
When Rong Yun was taking her pulse, Nangong Liuyun’s gaze stared unblinkingly at Rong Yun’s face, afraid of missing any thread of information on his face.
Rong Yun’s expression was still the same as before, after quite a while, he nodded slightly: “Passably good.”
Able to make Grandmaster Rong Yun say these two words, was not easy.
Nangong Liuyun’s tense heart loosened slightly, his hand reaching out to hold Su Luo.
Su Luo shook her head: “It’s nothing, I can do it by myself.”
After all, she was also a stately sixth rank, how could she not be able to even walk?
Su Luo supported herself against the copper wall and slowly stood up.
Nangong Liuyun nervously watched her, with an expression as if he was facing a great enemy.
No, even when facing a great enemy, our Highness Prince Jin still wouldn’t be this nervous.
Su Luo slowly stood up, just when she was about to stand up straight——
Suddenly, she felt her legs soften, an invisible pressure coming from her legs.
Su Luo suddenly felt powerless from being unable to control her legs.
The foot she stood on with great difficulty directly started to slide.
The moment when Su Luo was about to sit in the medicinal soup again. Nangong Liuyun, who was watching on the side, fished with his long arm and folded around Su Luo’s lovely and slender waist.
In an instant, the dripping wet Su Luo had already fallen into his embrace.
“Go wash, don’t catch a cold. Now, your body is very weak.” Rong Yun looked at Nangong Liuyun hugging Su Luo and frowned slightly.
Seeing Nangong Liuyun familiarly carry Su Luo while walking away, Rong Yun suddenly had a gloomy feeling of being a father and having his own daughter being snatched away by another person.
After washing, Su Luo changed into clean clothes and was placed on the bed by Nangong Liuyun like a precious treasure.
“I’m not that weak…” Because of moving her body, Su Luo grasped slightly for breath.
After bathing in medicine for seven days, her body was indeed somewhat better than before, at least, she was able to converse normally and not lose consciousness as often.
Nangong Liuyun’s pitch-black eyes stared at Su Luo, just like that, gazing deeply at her.
“What?” Su Luo innocently blinked her eyes.
At this moment, she was leaning on a pillow, while Nangong Liuyun stood by her bedside. She lifted her eyes slightly and asked suspiciously.
Nangong Liuyun suddenly took a few steps forward, and his long body squated down, staying just like that by her side.
His head was buried deeply, not allowing people to clearly see the expression on his face.
Su Luo quietly looked at him and didn’t speak.
After a long time, Nangong Liuyun sucked in a deep breath, his voice was muffled and had a trace of hoarseness, “Luo Luo….I’m sorry.”
His face that was hanging down wouldn’t allow people to see the pain and suffering on his face.
Because of the matter before, now, he solemnly apologized to her.