The Demonic King Chases His Wife

“Eh?” That kind of alluring and devilishly charming Nangong Liuyun, in his childhood, had actually shut himself up? Su Luo’s shock was written all over her face.

“Yes, it had something to do with the death of his mother who was an imperial concubine. But, this matter must wait until he wants to tell you himself. I cannot tell you.” Beichen Ying, after saying this, he stood up. Finally, he gazed deeply at Su Luo. His tone had a thread of meaning to entrust a task to her: “Su Luo, that Nangong could open wide his inner heart to someone, it is not easy for him. You should stop hurting him again, okay?”

Su Luo watched Beichen Ying’s back as he left, and bowed her head to ponder everything deeply.

She couldn’t tell at all that Nangong Liuyun’s heart had a shadow purely by his appearance. Was it because she simply did not pay attention to his mood, or that he hid it too well? In addition, there was that wound on his body…it should also be related to his childhood, right? He would rather die of an illness than seek medical help, did it also have something to do with this matter?

Su Luo’s brain was full of questions, however, Beichen Ying unfortunately explicitly informed her that he could not say it. If she wanted to know, she had no choice but to go look for Nangong Liuyun.

“Bang——” A sharp and clear burst of sound exploded above Su Luo’s forehead. Su Luo angrily lifted up her eyes and encountered Nangong Liuyun’s handsome face that carried a smile.

“What are you thinking about that made you this enthralled? Be careful you don’t get pushed into the water and don’t even know it.” Nangong Liuyun’s tone was low, deep and enticing. His smile was neat, like the clouds softly drifting over the surface of a lake, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Su Luo blankly and foolishly looked at him, the him right now appeared to be very relaxed and easygoing. Yet, he still gave off a kind of outstanding, extraordinary sense of being a giant among men.

Originally, she had always thought that Nangong Liuyun was a person who despised worldly conventions, doing as he pleased without the slightest scruple. But ever since she heard Beichen Ying’s words from a moment ago, afterwards, when Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun again, her gaze couldn’t help but carry an expression of probing and sizing him up.

His handsome face had a smiling expression, that gaze was beautiful and secluded like a deep pond. Yet, it was also clear like a deep, pure spring.

Normally, he would always be cold and didn’t smile often.

His smile could be separated very clearly, it was almost entirely different.

Under a violent rage, it was a coldly fierce, demonic smile, and when he was teasing her, it was a devilishly charming, shallow smile.

Apart from these kinds, she hadn’t seen him smile once.

The him right now had both hands held behind his back, the corner of his robe flipping over, like the only stand alone, elegant son of nobility. His eyes carried a smile which was filled with clear water as they watched her. The smile at the corner of his lips got even bigger, unexpectedly, it even had a hint of warmth like springtime.

His facial features were exquisite beyond compare, simply world-shaking. This smile gave Su Luo a sense of a kind of illusionary beauty that could cause the downfall of a city. As if, once she falls in, she would be so intoxicated that she would be unwilling to wake up again.

This kind of him was really like what Beichen Ying had said? That he had a piece of tragic past that he did not want to recollect? That he had a childhood where he shut himself in?

Su Luo gazed at him in a daze, momentarily, she didn’t know what she should say and what kind of manner she should use to face him.

“Is this king that good-looking? Actually made you dazed from looking?” The corner of his mouth hooked into a devilishly charming, shallow smile.

Sure enough, it was this kind of despising worldly conventions Nangong Liuyun that she was most familiar with.

Su Luo slowly exhaled a deep mouthful of air. Originally, she wanted to glare at him, but recalling Beichen Ying’s words, she felt as if she really didn’t treat him well, and changed her tone of voice: “Are you a peacock? All day long, you are this narcissistic and also unashamed of it.”

“This is not narcissism, rather, it is self-confidence, understand?” Nangong Liuyun tapped her head.

“It is just narcissism, there is no one else more narcissistic when compared to you.” Su Luo let out two snorting sounds.

Nangong Liuyun also did not get angry, it seemed as if his mood was very good. He pulled on her hand and took her along to walk towards the crowd of people.

Seeing the endless ocean outside, Nangong Liuyun lazily asked a sentence: “Do you know how to swim?”

Su Luo nodded her head: “Barely know a little.”