The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 27 – Three days flashed by in an instant

Three days flashed by in an instant.

Tonight was the appointed day Nangong Liuyun had promised to meet her.

The night was as black as ink. A few remaining stars hung in the desolate sky as they produced a weak radiance.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared through the night sky and approached like the wind. His robe elegantly fluttered, like a beautiful fallen immortal.

In a short time, this human shadow quietly landed in the remotest courtyard of the Su Manor.

“Come in.” Very quickly, an unsurprised clear and cold voice came from the room.

When Nangong Liuyun entered, he saw Su Luo with a book in hand. She was earnestly reading in the candlelight.

Today she wore a white muslin gown; it was simple and plain. It seemed as if she was pure and impervious, but also outstandingly sharp.

The hazy candlelight shrouded her body, as if it was covered in a faint layer of radiant mist. She looked blurred, cold and pure as well as noble and faint.

Due to her killer instinct, even before the door was pushed open by Nangong Liuyun, Su Luo had already detected his presence.

While Nangong Liuyun, step by step, walked toward her back, it seemed as if Su Luo’s had eyes behind her back. She calmly put down the book in her hand and gestured. “ Sit.”

The corner of Nangong Liuyun’s mouth curled into a devilish enchanting smile. If he sat after being told to sit, wouldn’t he be losing face?

Thus, Nangong Liuyun refused to sit down on the perfectly good chair. Instead, he chose to sit on the tiny space by Su Luo’s side, and closely squeeze in next to her.

“Nangong Liuyun, behave. Don’t get fresh with me.” Su Luo’s shapely eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She did not like to be in physical contact with people, so she wanted to push him away.

But her hand was stopped in mid-air, because Nangong Liuyun was already using his large hands to wrap it around hers.

Men and women were born with a disparity in their physical strength.

Su Luo peevishly glared at him, but his face beamed with a cheeky grin.

“Don’t be so stingy, I’m really worn out.” Nangong Liuyun’s slender and smooth finger hooked onto Su Luo’s bright and clean tapered chin. The corner of his mouth was set into a roguish and enchanting smile as he spoke in a deep and husky voice. “For you, this king could be said to have rushed past a thousand li, or even travelled ten thousand li, and this is how you compensate this king?”

(TL: li = Chinese mile = .5 kilometers)

Three days ago during the test at the Spirit Testing Temple. Su Luo’s body had been covered in a mysterious, and freakishly abnormal spirit force.

At that time, Nangong Liuyun left after escorting Su Luo home. He only left behind a few words, that after three days, he would come back and give her an explanation.

Su Luo knew this matter would be difficult, so she already remembered this favor in her heart. She would definitely return this favor in her own way.

With him lifting up her chin, Su Luo’s vision coincidentally landed on his face.

Suddenly, she stared at him blankly.

His description of rushing past a thousand li, and traveling a distance even further that could possibly reach ten thousand li, did not seem to be an exaggeration.

The Nangong Liuyun from three days ago was full of god like charm, was vibrantly handsome, pretty with extraordinary beauty, leisurely amorous, with incomparable grace.

Though the him now still was as pretty as before, and was still extraordinarily handsome, he looked completely travel worn and grimness coated his face. Looking carefully, his lower eyelids had a hint of a blue-green color, and traces of exhaustion could be seen all over his face.

Even when exhausted, the depths of his eyes still rippled with devilish charm and an enchantingly light smile. His obsidian-like eyes glistening with light, and every leisure gesture exuded the highest quality of a king’s domineering air. What was also difficult to hide, was his extremely refined elegance and charisma.

Su Luo’s heart was slightly moved.

To say that her heart was completely unmoved at this time, would obviously be impossible. After all, she was not made out of wood and completely lacked emotion. But to say that it was love would truly be out of the question.

In fact, Su Luo had yet to realize how difficult and dangerous this thousand li trip Nangong Liuyun made to Sinking Sunset Peak truly was. It was simply beyond what the current her could imagine.

But Nangong Liuyun still continued to roguishly and enchantingly smile. Not a hint of these hardships could be seen on his face, to the point where Su Luo could not even guess at the real difficulty of this trip.