Chapter 330: Red face and troubled water, life is thinner than paper

There was no longer anything in the empty stomach that could continue to vomit out, Yun Luan was forced by that disgusting feeling to be almost crazy and messy, only to see that she suddenly burst out of such incredible power from nowhere, and suddenly sat up and took the glass of water on the table.

The warm water flowed down her throat and into her stomach, and Yun Luan mechanically swallowed the warm water in her mouth, and when the flowing, warm liquid soaked in the empty stomach, she curled the corners of her lips and smiled sarcastically and sadly, and then lowered her head and spit out all the warm water she had just drunk.

Nan Zheng and Nan Mo were anxious, but they couldn't do anything.

Nanmo knew that this was the sequelae of the recurrence of headaches, so he did not call the personal numbers of several authoritative doctors in a hurry, but took a deep breath and forcibly ordered himself to calm down, and then picked out the appropriate amount of medicine in his hand and put it in the hot water in the cup to melt.

Under the torture of great pain, Yun Luan only felt that every minute and every second was extremely long, she raised her eyes to look at Nanzheng with a dilated gaze, and her mind was a little unclear under the torture of illness. In a trance, she even forgot where she was now, and even forgot who the person in front of her was.

“…… Is it better? Nan Zheng still held the trash can in his hand steadily, and he didn't feel the slightest regurgitation or disgust for Yun Luan's bitter and sour vomit. He looked at Yun Luan, who was staring at him with a dilated gaze, and only felt that his heart was flowing blood in his chest.

Yun Luan did not reply to Nan Zheng's words.

Because she didn't have the strength to reply.

The after-effects are torment, destruction, and suffering. The feeling of nausea and vomiting is, in some ways, far more unbearable than pain, and more life-threatening.

The ethereal thoughts seemed to be being pulled out by the sequelae such as dizziness and nausea little by little, Yun Luan listened to the concerned questions coming out of Nan Zheng's ears, and only felt that the low magnetic voice seemed to come from the far and extreme sky. She blinked her inky eyes with tears, and there were countless pale halos in front of her.

Nan Zheng waited patiently for Yun Luan, until Yun Luan remained silent for ten minutes, and then he lowered his eyes and carefully looked at Yun Luan's expression. I saw that Yun Luan's face was in a trance and sluggish, and there was no pain distortion when he wanted to vomit and vomit.

He put down the trash can in his hand, then picked up the warm water and carefully fed it into Yun Luan's mouth.

Just as the rim of the glass was about to touch Yun Luan's pale red lip flap, Nan Zheng's movements suddenly froze in mid-air, and then he took out a tissue under Nan Mo's puzzled gaze, gently moistened it with warm water, and gently wiped off the golden red maple lip gloss that Yun Luan had applied on the lip flap.

The red maple leaf lip gloss that shimmered with fine gold powder had already been rubbed off a lot by Yun Luan unconsciously, and the little light red that was left was gently wiped by Nan Zheng a few times, and then all of them were stained on the wet paper towels, like petal red plums blooming in the snow, but these red plums were stained with luxurious gold dust.

Although I don't know if the lip gloss used by Yun Luan will be harmful to the body, but in Nan Zheng's eyes, these colored cosmetics are usually not a good thing, and Yun Luan's current physical condition can't accept any harm from the outside world, so he gently and meticulously wiped off those colorful lip gloss.

Nan Mo watched Nan Zheng's careful and gentle movements, and couldn't help but be stunned in place.

If you really like someone, you can't help but think about each other, even if it's an extremely small thing, you will take care of it carefully and patiently.

The silver-rimmed glasses frame pinned to the collar of his shirt flowed a cold light under the illumination of the light, Nan Mo recalled that every bit of his past care for Yun Luan seemed to be a superficial thing, like Nan Zheng's meticulous care and thoughtfulness, he never seemed to have thought about Yun Luan.

After the warm jade-like eyebrows frowned slightly, they quickly stretched out shallowly.

Nan Mo stared at the figure of Nan Zheng busy with Yunluan, and suddenly felt that the unwillingness in his heart was instantly relieved at this moment. It turned out that Nan Zheng and Yun Luan were not born together, but because Nan Zheng was attentive enough, Yun Luan was willing to acquiesce to the other party's care and gentleness towards her.

If he replaced Nanzheng at this moment as himself, Yun Luan would definitely express his gratitude to him with a few thoughtful courtesies, and then give him some medical equipment and rare medicinal materials. Nan Mo lowered his eyelashes slightly, staring at the white and cold tiles under his feet, but he didn't expect that he had already lost to Nan Zheng before he started.

But......

He didn't lose unjustly.

The clear and warm water was carefully fed into Yun Luan's mouth by Nan Zheng, worried that Yun Luan's body was uncomfortable and might not be able to open his mouth, Nan Zheng deliberately found the camouflage jacket he took off and put it on his knees, and then held the glass of water with one hand, and gently raised Yun Luan's jaw with the other hand.

Yun Luan was like a delicate and well-behaved doll, following Nan Zheng's movements and strength to open her lips ignorantly, when the warm water flowed into her mouth, Nan Zheng said very accurately at the moment she was about to swallow: "Don't drink it, take it in your mouth and rinse your mouth, and then spit the water into the trash can." ”

Yun Luan paused when he heard this, obediently obeyed Nan Zheng's instructions, took the warm water in his mouth, rinsed away the bitter taste soaked in his lips and teeth, and then spit the water in the trash can.

After repeating this three times, Nan Zheng put down the trash can in his hand, and then took out a tissue and gently wiped the corners of Yun Luan's mouth. Yun Luan sat on the leather chair and obediently let Nan Zheng take care of herself, during which she felt extremely tired, she turned her face sideways and slowly leaned on Nan Zheng's arm weakly.

When Yun Luan's white and delicate side face gently pressed against Nan Zheng's naked left arm, Nan Zheng only felt that the whole world suddenly became quiet. He lowered his eyes to look at Yun Luan, who was quietly leaning on his arm, his left hand was still on Yun Luan's shoulder, and his right hand was wiping the corner of Yun Luan's mouth with a tissue.

Yun Luan's weak and shallow breathing, the burning pain in his stomach was gradually dissipating. When she gradually regained her senses, she still maintained this weak and docile posture, quietly leaning on Nan Zheng's arm with her face turned sideways, and her nose lingered with a majestic aura that belonged to adult men.

Reason told her that she should sit up straight, and then said 'thank you' to Nan Zheng elegantly and reservedly: but emotion told her to continue to lean on Nan Zheng's arm, not to think about anything, not to say anything, just to quietly feel the peace and beauty of this moment, it is enough.

Yes, wonderful.

A beauty that you can rely on and no longer have to bear the pain alone.

The paper towel covered with water marks was gently thrown into the trash can by Nan Zheng, he did not have any struggle or hesitation, directly followed the direction of Yun Luan's leaning arm, stretched his whole arm to the back of Yun Luan's neck, and then sat on Yun Luan's side half-bent, and took Yun Luan's slender body into his arms in a strong and undeniable attitude.

Before Yun Luan could react, she was taken into Nan Zheng's extremely domineering arms, her side face was tightly pressed against Nan Zheng's chest, and there was a calm and powerful heartbeat sound in her ears. Nanzheng's fiery body temperature soaked Yun Luan's skin through the thin shirt, instantly warming Yun Luan's cold and cold blood.

This strange warmth made Yun Luan's body stiffen for a moment, but soon, she obeyed her heart and gradually relaxed her tense body. The sequelae of the headache have not yet dissipated, and although the feeling of nausea and vomiting has completely dissipated, the feeling of dizziness still flickers and flickers.

She curled up in Nan Zheng's arms like a well-behaved and docile cat, and her long hair of ink feathers was patiently smoothed by Nan Zheng's fingers, and then put aside properly.

Looking at the warm and beautiful picture of the two getting along with each other, Nan Mo only felt empty in his heart, and even there were bursts of inexplicable tearing pain in his internal organs.

From beginning to end, Nan Zheng did not show the slightest impatience, or a look of disgust and disgust, let alone the slightest hesitation and struggle before taking Yunluan into his arms. Because he is born a king, hesitation and struggle only exist between the weak and the weak, and his bones are engraved with plunder and conquest, possession and possession.

His demeanor and movements in his arms were as natural as flowing water in his arms, if he had been Nan Mo, I am afraid that he would have retreated between struggling and hesitation, but Nan Zheng was different.

In terms of status, he is on an equal footing with Yun Luan: in terms of identity, he is equally noble with Yun Luan.

But these are not the most important things, the most important thing is that Nanzheng can put down his dignity and arrogance, and take care of Yunluan like a humble attendant. At this moment, I saw that Nan Zheng was bending down, gently taking off the shoes on Yun Luan's feet, and then picking up the weak and pale woman in his arms.

Yun Luan did not show the slightest surprise and panic, she also naturally curled up in Nan Zheng's arms, Nan Zheng picked up Yun Luan horizontally, and placed the weak and boneless body in her arms gently and calmly on the wide and comfortable leather chair, and then carefully and properly covered Yun Luan with an off-white thin blanket.

After lying flat on the leather chair, Yun Luan felt that his stomach instantly improved a lot, and the sequelae were gradually subsiding with the passage of time, and Yun Luan could not hide his tired eyes and rested. In a dizzy mind, she still didn't forget to open her eyes from time to time to see if Nan Zheng, who was sitting next to her, was still there.

Unconsciously, Yun Luan was gradually relying on the southern expedition around her, although Yun Luan had already noticed this, but she was powerless to stop something.

Why?

Why do you indulge, or even acquiesce, to this man's care and behavior towards you?

Yun Luan asked himself repeatedly in a dazed state.

In fact, the answer has already surfaced in his mind, but Yun Luan himself doesn't want to admit it, let alone face it. Because she is really afraid that she will be attached to the care and tenderness of others, after all, she is not an ordinary little woman, she is the eldest lady of the Yun clan, and she is --- Yunluan who must bear the burden of sheltering the entire family in the future.

She's Yun Luan, Yun Luan......

Luan Feng, who soars in the nine heavens, has always been alone, and as the favorite of the heavens, a child with precocious talents, Yun Luan has long felt that his lifespan will not be too long.

As the number of headache attacks became more and more frequent, and the symptoms of sequelae became more and more serious, Yun Luan clearly understood in his heart that sooner or later he would follow in the footsteps of the brain-dead young lady back then.

No, how can it be called 'aftermath'?

It should be 'fate'.

Fate, fate.

An indisobedient, irreversible, indelible fate.

None of the children in Xuan City who are gifted with precocious wisdom can live past the age of thirty, which is a tacit secret of all the noble families and nobles.

It is also a secret that is open to the public.

It's no secret.

Yun Luan had already planned everything for herself, if her lifespan was only thirty years, then she would do her best to be promoted to a high position in these thirty years, and then track down and investigate the truth behind the destruction of the first battalion that year, and finally become a powerful existence in the political circles, and the Yin Yun clan could continue to reproduce for decades.

The Last ...... She would go to a quiet place where no one was around, and walk alone to death, to the source of fate.

Thirty years of light and shadow is not long, not short, but it is enough for Yunluan to do everything she has planned for the future. Since she has become the eldest lady of the Yun clan in this life and this life, then she will not enjoy this noble honor in vain, but will be obliged to shoulder the burden on her shoulders.

Because of her responsibility, she has been surviving until now.

Because of the family, she has been gritting her teeth and insisting.

But...... Over the years, she has always borne the burden on her shoulders alone, as well as the torture and devastation of illness. Yun Luan inevitably began to feel tired, lonely, and lonely: but for these, she had no way to change, to refuse, to escape.

Her Royal Highness the princess in the royal family of the ancient kingdom enjoyed the brocade clothes and jade food, silk and satin, carved beams and paintings, and delicacies of the mountains and seas, while also taking on the responsibility of marrying far away or winning over the courtiers, not to mention Yun Luan, who was the eldest lady in the Yun clan?

Yun Luan's status in Xuan City is no different from Her Royal Highness the princess in the royal family of the ancient country.

If Nan Zheng is a well-deserved prince, then Yun Luan is a veritable princess.

The noble and glorious status, the supreme treatment of fine clothes and food, the attendants and bodyguards who come and go, and the splendid villas and castles, these are the wealth that the two of them are born with.

It's just that the difference is that although Nan Zheng has the calm and wise given by God, and the status of the eldest son of the Nan clan, he is not the darling of Zhiduo near the demon: while Yunluan was given by God with unparalleled beauty, as well as the talent of Zhiduo near the demon, and the imprint deeply engraved in the soul.

Yun Luan has a breathtaking scheming city and means of doing things, and also has a thrilling beauty and graceful temperament. She was born to enjoy the best in the world, the love and doting of her parents and elders, the care and care of her clansmen, and the respect and admiration of others......

These are the heights that people in the world want to achieve in their lives.

But Yun Luan easily possessed these precious treasures at the same time.

Although he is the favorite of the heavens, the brilliant existence of Yunluan obviously breaks the invisible but subtle and strange balance between heaven and earth. In order to re-establish the new rules of balance, God had to engrave a deep, indelible imprint of pain in the souls of its favorite darlings.

Gifted and wise, wise and close to demons, he was born to stand at the top of society.

---These are gifts.

He was sick and weak, but he would fall in thirty years.

--- these are punishments.

The rewards and punishments are clear, the grace and power are both benevolent and powerful, and the way of heaven and God are both affectionate and ruthless.

---These are the rules.

Yun Luan has been blessed and punished since the day he was born, but it is obvious that those gifts and punishments do not play a balancing role: on the contrary, the painful imprint engraved in Yun Luan's soul is a very unfair existence for Yun Luan.

Honors, brocade clothes and jade food, carved beams and paintings, silk and satin? Hehe, these are just a passing moment for Yun Luan, and the geese have no trace, and those painful and tormenting illnesses are far more than her enjoying the beautiful moments in the world.

Old man Yun once did everything possible to find a famous bone touching master for Yun Luan, the old man with gray hair and beard was quite a bit of a fairy wind and bones, but when he carefully groped for Yun Luan's metacarpal bones and phalanges, the words that fell into the ears of the Yun clan were obviously not so pleasant and beautiful.

The old man's words were extremely sharp, he said that Miss Yun's metacarpal bones were slightly convex, which was the life of the red face and troubled water, and looking at Miss Yun's face, there were countless red luans and stars in her life.

Speaking of this, the old man sighed, staring at Yun Luan's eyes with pity and pity. He said that the red face and the red water and the red luan star movement are not the most important, the most important thing is that Miss Yun is a precocious child who is wise and close to the demon, because she is too talented, so she ......

Ill-fated, and life is thinner than paper.

He repeatedly told Miss Yun not to waste her effort and energy to plan some intricate things and powers, because those are life-urging talismans for Yun Luan, yellow spring water, and even more so, the existence of flowers on the other side.

Hearing the old man who touched the bones say this, Yun Luan, who was only fourteen years old at the time, turned pale on the spot, although she was suffering from illness at that time, but in the end, she was young and frivolous, arrogant, and stubbornly thought that what the old man said was just some bluffing things, and it was just a matter of falsehood.

But Old Man Yun believed it, and he didn't doubt it.

The same was true of the other clansmen, such as Father Yuna, who was convinced of the old man's assertions.

Later, under the strong order of the old man Yun, Yun Luan had no choice but to obey his grandfather's order, and obediently let the old man continue to check his palmistry. After the old man checked Yun Luan's palmistry, he raised his head and carefully studied Yun Luan's face, and finally left a sentence 'Thirty time, hurrying by, the source of fate, cannot be disobeyed'.