With the creak of the doorman closing the door gently, the room fell into silence again.
Mo Ronyan leaned on the edge of the bed, his eyelashes lowered, wondering what he was thinking.
After a long time, Su Ruotang slowly opened his eyes and slowly turned over.
What caught his eye was the man's pale face.
He leaned on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes.
Qingjun's brows and eyes are pale and sickly.
A sickly broken beauty.
Su Ruotang stared at it for a while.
Suddenly, Mo Ronyan opened his eyes and met her eyes.
"What's wrong?" As he opened his eyes, a light and clear voice sounded.
With every trace of worry.
Su Ruotang subconsciously looked away, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
During these days when she fell off the cliff, she had thought about what it would be like if we saw each other again.
Perhaps he was traveling with Shang Ruyan in a prosperous town.
Or at the Third Prince's Mansion in Kyoto, he gave her a piece of paper and a letter of departure.
Or maybe Shang Ruyan was showing off proudly in front of her...
But she never thought that the two would meet at the bottom of the cliff.
After living in the cliff cave for ten days, Su Ruotang had bruises on her knees and ankles caused by hitting the cliff wall due to being frightened by Ren Le just now, as well as scratches caused by sliding down the homemade rope with her fingers. No other injuries.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Ronyan thought her wound was hurting, and said in a cold tone with a trace of anxiety, "Is the wound hurting? I'll give you medicine."
After saying this, he used his long fingers to lift the thin quilt on Su Ruotang's body.
"Mo Rongyan." As soon as his fingertips touched the thin quilt, Su Ruotang's red lips slightly opened, and the light syllables escaped.
Mo Ronyan hummed softly, and then said softly: "Your knee injury is very serious. Mr. Ren's ointment is very effective, but it hurts a little when you apply it. Please bear with it."
Su Ruotang raised her eyes and looked at him steadily.
Mo Ronyan met her eyes: "I'll be fine soon."
He lifted up the thin quilt, revealing her slender, beautiful legs.
The slightly cold fingertips gently touched the terrible bruise.
Su Ruotang suddenly pursed her red lips and curled her round toes like pearls.
Her red lips parted slightly, and the elongated syllables came out, "It hurts..."
Mo Ronyan pinched her slender ankle and blew on it gently, "It won't hurt after applying the medicine."
The man's cool breath sprayed on his knees, making the tips of Su Ruotang's ears turn red.
Her long fingers clenched the quilt unconsciously.
Seeing the meticulous and serious look in the man's beautiful eyes, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you taking care of Shang Ruyan like this these days?"
After asking what was in his mind, Su Ruotang closed his eyes and breathed a little faster unconsciously.
At this moment, even she herself didn't know what kind of answer she wanted to hear.
Mo Ronyan took the clean cotton, dipped it in the ointment, and gently applied it on her knees, "Only you."
Su Ruotang was startled.
The next second, there was a sudden sharp pain in my knee.
Her smart peach blossom eyes instantly filled with water mist, she breathed lightly and stretched out her hand to push the man's hand, "Don't press it, it hurts, it really hurts..."
The girl's voice was soft and touching, which made people feel extremely distressed.
Mo Ronyan paused and couldn't bear to rub it anymore.
After taking a few deep breaths and looking at the dazzling purple and purple bruises on her snow-white knees, Mo Rongyan suddenly picked her up and let her sit in his arms.
Su Ruotang's skin is sensitive, perhaps due to too many injuries in her previous life.
After time travel and rebirth, she was pampered again, and she was extremely afraid of pain.
She held the man's clothes with her little hands and raised her peach blossom eyes pitifully, "It really hurts..."
Mo Ronyan looked at the cold sweat that broke out on her forehead and sighed softly.
The clean and clear finger bones brushed away the dark hair on her forehead that was wet with cold sweat, and her thin lips gently landed on her forehead covered with cold sweat.
His voice was soft and low: "But if you don't rub it away, it won't get better."
Su Ruotang pursed her lips and corrected, "It will be fine."
It just gets better slowly.
Mo Rongyan looked at her steadily and finally compromised, "If you don't want to rub it, you have to give me medicine, right?"
Su Ruotang was still worried: "You don't know how to rub, do you?"
The credibility of dog men is too low for her.
Mo Ronyan hummed softly, picked up the ointment with his long fingers, and gently applied it on her knees and ankles.
Even if you don't rub it, the pain will be very obvious when you touch the wound when applying medicine.
Although Mo Ronyan moved very quickly, when he finished applying the medicine, the girl in his arms closed her eyes tightly and her body slid down softly.
My whole body was almost soaked with cold sweat.
Mo Ronyan carefully held her in his arms, took the towel on the side, wiped her, and carefully laid her down.
"The conditions at the bottom of the cliff are not good. I feel sorry for you."
Touching the not-so-soft bed, Su Ruotang's delicate body subconsciously burrowed under the quilt, and asked in a daze: "Why did you accompany Shang Ruyan to jump off the cliff?"
Mo Ronyan squeezed her tender little hand and was about to apply medicine to the wound on her hand.
Hearing this, he paused in taking the ointment.
After waiting for the man's answer for a long time, Su Ruotang's red lips gradually curved in a sarcastic arc, "Your Highness, I'm tired, please leave."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was greeted by a slight cooling sensation from her fingers.
What followed was the man's hoarse voice, "Xiao Haitang, I regret it."
Hearing him say regret twice in one day without telling the reason for regret would make the clay figurine angry.
Su Ruotang opened his eyes suddenly, retracted his hand with force, and said coldly: "Since you regret it, then write a letter of peace."
