"I'm sorry for waking you up!" Sima Ao apologized to the wet nurse.
"Susu, your face?"
Seeing her daughter's face covered in blood, like a vampire, she looked very scary. It was night again, and the nanny felt a little dizzy.
Zhu Susu said that when she was pulling out the sharp weapon, she was splashed with Sima Ao's blood.
"Susu, your face?"
Seeing her daughter's face covered in blood, like a vampire, she looked very scary. It was night again, and the nanny felt a little dizzy.
Zhu Susu said that when she was pulling out the sharp weapon, she was splashed with Sima Ao's blood.
"It's okay here, mother, you can go back and sleep!" Zhu Susu knew that her mother was afraid of blood, so she asked her to avoid it.
"okay."
The nanny looked at Zhu Susu and then at Sima Ao, then went back to her room.
My mother was frightened. The blood on her face must have been so frightening.
Zhu Susu wanted to wash her face. When she came back from washing her face, Sima Ao went to bed.
"You must be very tired to fall asleep so quickly."
Looking at Sima Ao's handsome face and those deep-set eyes, Zhu Susu became drunk.
"Why is there such a handsome man? Why do I always feel familiar when looking at his face?"
Zhu Susu couldn't restrain her inner emotions and kissed Sima Ao's face gently.
………………
The next morning, Sima Ao woke up and saw Zhu Susu sleeping with her chin in her hands.
It must be very uncomfortable to sleep in this position!
Sima Ao wanted Zhu Susu to go back to bed.
Just as Sima Ao was about to get up and make way for the bed, Zhu Susu also woke up.
The first thing Zhu Susu asked when she woke up was, is Sima Ao feeling better? Is the wound still painful?
In fact, Sima Ao was in a coma due to severe damage to his soul. The superficial wounds were nothing to Sima Ao. After taking out the sharp weapon, the wounds would heal after just one night's rest.
Sima Ao said gratefully, "After a good sleep, the wound doesn't hurt so much anymore. Thank you!"
Listening to Sima Ao's thanks, he remembered the stolen kiss last night, Zhu Susu's guilty dodge, and Sima Ao's sincere look.
"Well, no need to thank you for that! You saved me twice before, and I only saved you once."
Sima Ao looked at Zhu Susu who was in a panic but still cute with a smile.
Zhu Susu asked Sima Ao concernedly. "Oh, by the way, why are you injured? Where have you been these days?"
Sima Ao really didn't know where to start, so he frowned and made up a lie.
Sima Ao said that he encountered a group of robbers bullying a family on the road. As a knight, he naturally drew his sword to help. During the fight with the robbers, he was hit by the robber's hidden weapon.
It was learned that Sima Ao was injured because he was trying to save the whole family.
Zhu Susu believed that Sima Ao was not only a chivalrous man, but also a great hero.
Zhu Susu looked at Sima Ao affectionately, and her admiration for Sima Ao increased even more.
"Where is my sword?" Sima Ao looked for his sword and asked Zhu Susu if he had seen it.
"I saw blood on the sword last night, so I took it and washed it. After washing it, I put it in the woodshed."
"After washing, why did you put it in the woodshed?" Sima Ao asked Zhu Susu in confusion.
Zhu Susu said hesitantly. "Because I'm afraid of it!"
After listening to Zhu Susu's words, Sima Ao was even more puzzled. You must know that this sword is Dongfang Yu'er's 'White Death Sword'. I don't understand why Dongfang Yu'er is afraid of her own sword?
"Afraid of it? Why?"
Zhu Susu shrank her neck and told the reason timidly.
It turned out that last night, Zhu Susu saw blood on the sword blade and wanted to wipe the blood off the sword. Unexpectedly, when he was wiping the blood off the sword, the sword emitted a cold light, which scared Zhu Susu and threw the sword away. Zhu Susu thought that throwing away the sword would be fine. Unexpectedly, the legless sword flew up strangely, as if it was possessed by a ghost.
Zhu Susu was so frightened that she knelt down and begged Jian not to come close to her. Jian actually understood and stopped. Seeing that the sword was not moving, Zhu Susu quietly tied the sword with a black cloth and threw it to the woodshed.
Sima Ao couldn't help laughing when he learned the reason, laughing at how Dongfang Yuer would be so timid after turning into Zhu Susu, and would even be afraid of his own sword!
"My sword is an ancient god. It has a spirit and will shine and fly when summoned, so don't be afraid of it." Sima said with a proud smile.
"What? It's an ancient divine sword. I'll get it for you now." When Zhu Susu learned that the sword she had thrown away was actually an ancient divine sword, she panicked and went to the woodshed to get the sword back.
"Found it, found it!"
Zhu Susu returned the divine sword to Sima Ao.
Sima Ao took the sword, pulled it out, and a cold light shot straight towards Zhu Susu...
Zhu Susu was so frightened that she hugged Sima Ao and kept trembling.
White Death Sword, did you sense the master's aura and light it up?
Sima Ao had to sigh, the White Death Sword is really a good sword for loving the Lord!
Si Ao knew that Bai Death Sword recognized his master, but Yu'er was just a mortal now and could not control the power of Bai Death Sword.
Sima Ao used a spell to seal the White Death Sword.
The sealed White Death Sword instantly changed color.
"Why did it change color?"
Zhu Susu looked at the White Death Sword in shock, wondering why the divine sword that was so powerful just now suddenly turned into a rusty broken sword.
"Because I was afraid that it would hurt you, I sealed it." Sima Ao handed the sealed White Death Sword to Zhu Susu.
Zhu Susu took the sword in a daze and asked: "If it is sealed, will it stop shining or flying?"
Sima Ao responded, "Yes."
"In that case, isn't it quite pitiful? You'd better not seal it, because it is your sword, not mine."
Listening to Zhu Susu's words, Sima Ao really wanted to say, it is not my sword, but your sword.
Zhu Susu didn't know why, but she fell in love with the sword after taking it, and asked Sima Ao, "What's the name of your sword?"
Sima Ao told Zhu Susu that the sword was called the 'White Death Sword'.
White Death Sword?
When Zhu Susu heard this name, why did it sound so familiar?
"Why did you choose this name?" Zhu Susu asked Sima Ao in surprise.
"Yes, why do you have such an unlucky name?" Sima Ao sighed in confusion at Zhu Susu's question!
Sima Ao once asked Dongfang Yu'er in confusion why he gave his sword such an unlucky name.
Dongfang Yuer told Sima Ao why he gave his sword such an unlucky name.
(My sword must be nourished with my blood, and I have killed countless people. I hope there is no wronged soul under my sword. I will always use this name to warn myself.)
Dongfang Yu'er smiled and didn't answer. Sima Ao still doesn't understand why Dongfang Yu'er gave his sword such an unlucky name.
"What, you don't like this name? Didn't you come up with this name?" Zhu Susu became more and more confused about Sima Ao, always feeling that Sima Ao was hiding something.
Sima Ao smiled and said, "No. I like this name."
"You've been watching all night, please sleep a little longer!" Sima Ao saw the dark circles under Zhu Susu's eyes and kept yawning, asking Zhu Susu to sleep a little longer.
