Bei Chenying glanced at Su Luo one last time, then turned and left.
Su Luo put her hand on the door and hesitated several times, but still couldn't make up her mind.
An impatient voice came from inside: "Take it out!"
Then there was a faint sound of porcelain falling to the ground.
Then, the door opened, and a maid came out carrying the broken porcelain pieces with red eyes, and her fingertips were covered with blood beads.
As the door opened, Su Luo smelled an unpleasant smell of alcohol.
Following the open door, Su Luo walked towards him step by step.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun was lying on the bed, facing inwards, with only the strong lines of his back exposed.
He didn't look well at all at this time.
He was only wearing a white tunic, and his body was covered with various scars. The gauze was randomly wrapped around it, and it seemed that he had not taken care of it carefully.
"I told you not to eat, get out!" Nangong said impatiently, and threw a pillow at Su Luo.
Although he is just a pillow, he is an eighth-level powerhouse. How powerful is he?
Su Luo turned her body slightly to one side and subconsciously slipped away from the spiritual dance steps, thus escaping the disaster.
If it were an ordinary maid, there would already be a corpse on the ground.
Nangong Liuyun did not turn around, he still faced inward and lay with his back to Su Luo.
Su Luo stood there, motionless, looking at his back.
Thinking of this man going to war because of one of his unintentional mistakes, destroying the entire Dragon and Tiger Gate, which was feared by the imperial court, overnight and turning blood into rivers.
Thinking like this, her eyes became subtle and complicated.
After a long time, probably feeling that the person behind him had been silent, Nangong Liuyun turned around impatiently: "Why aren't you dead yet?"
The word "death" froze on the edge of Perfect Diamond's lips.
He frowned, glared at Su Luo displeased, and gave her a vicious look: "Who allowed you to come?"
Su Luo pretended not to hear the displeasure in his words clearly, walked over step by step, and finally stood in front of him, staring at him without saying a word.
Nangong Liuyun looked unkind and snorted several times: "Who do you think you are? You can come to Prince Jin's Mansion whenever you want?"
His tone was cold, as cold as ice. At first glance, it made people lose face, and they wanted to hide their faces in tears and leave.
But Su Luo could tell that although he looked fierce, his eyes were not cold.
There was still the lingering smell of strong alcohol on his body, with a faint smell of blood, which made people vaguely imagine his ferocity last night.
Thinking that he would vent his anger in that way, Su Luo's heart felt slightly sour and she subconsciously turned her face away.
Looking at Su Luo, who was standing in front of him without saying a word, Nangong Liuyun's tone became more disgusting: "You are like a piece of wood, and you can't even apologize?"
Su Luo's dark starry eyes just looked at him quietly, silently and without speaking.
The sunlight hit his face, adding a bit of vitality to his cold and hard profile.
The beauty that was originally as handsome as a god became more vivid due to anger, making it almost impossible to take one's eyes away.
For a moment, the two of them were silent and looked at each other.
The world seemed to stand still at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Liuyun suddenly stood up, limped over and opened the door: "What are you doing here? Leave quickly, I don't want to see you now."
Nangong Liuyun frowned, his expression was unkind, and his brows looked even more impatient.
Seeing that Su Luo was still standing still, Nangong Liuyun became more and more impatient.