The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 542

Knowing that the two friends wanted to comfort him, Nie Zhaoyang nodded knowingly, and gave instructions to another little maid serving in the room, and saw that little maid opened the big crimson red cabinet door in the room to search get things up.

Duan Yuexin and Li Zhilin's buns had already been arranged. They supported Nie Zhaoyang's arm, one on the left and the other on the right, and squeezed behind the little maid who was rummaging through things curiously, with anxious looks on their faces.

……

That night, Nie Zhaoyang went to bed early.

I thought that I would be unable to fall asleep because of what I said to Duan Yuexin and Li Zhilin during the day, thinking of the group of female family members who died tragically in front of me, but I don’t know if it’s because the frequent insomnia these days has made my body extremely tired. After putting the incense into the incense burner for less than a quarter of an hour, Nie Zhaoyang's breathing became slow and long, apparently falling into a dream.

It was a rare sleep without a nightmare, and when Nie Zhaoyang woke up leisurely, there was still darkness in front of him, and a light and calming fragrance floated in the quiet room.

Hearing the faint beeping sound from outside, Nie Zhaoyang knew that it would be some time before dawn, so he lay down on the bed with his eyes closed and took a deep breath, his chest and lungs were immediately filled with the pleasant aroma.

Just when Nie Zhaoyang felt that this sleep was the most comfortable one he had felt in the past few days, suddenly his body shivered, and he opened his eyes suddenly. In the dim light, he saw a person sitting quietly by the small table beside the bed. A small dim light in the corner of the wall reflected the shadowy figure.

Nie Zhaoyang's eyes widened fiercely, and he opened his mouth almost subconsciously to scream, but just as his lips opened, the scream that had reached his throat stopped abruptly.

Nie Zhaoyang leaned against the bed and blinked, looking at the figure who seemed to know nothing about her waking up, pursed his lips, and softly called out with some uncertainty, "Who is it?"

"you're awake."

Hearing Nie Zhaoyang's voice, the figure sitting at the small table with his chin resting moved, and as the deep and dignified voice came softly, the figure sitting at the table slowly stood up.

"Ah."

Hearing the familiar voice, Nie Zhaoyang's heart was completely relieved, and at the same time, he was thankful that he had given up the habit of guarding the night with the maids in the room since Yuxin and Yujie died.

Just now his heart relaxed, but then he tightened again. Nie Zhaoyang pulled the thin quilt up to his neck, and asked anxiously, "Why are you here?" gone?"

Although Sun Ruoyu's feet were slow, but because he was sitting at a distance from the bedside, he came to the bedside in just a few steps.

At this moment, seeing Nie Zhaoyang's masked appearance and hearing her questioning in displeasure, Sun Ruoyu glanced at the direction of the window and said softly, "Don't worry, I was very careful not to disturb others. "

Seeing Sun Ruoyu's actions, Nie Zhaoyang looked down and saw that the window was closed, turned his eyes back to Sun Ruoyu in displeasure and said angrily, "I didn't mean that, I just asked why you came here."

"Can I come closer?"

Sun Ruoyu didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Ok?"

Nie Zhaoyang looked at Sun Ruoyu, who was only two or three steps away from him, and raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"I mean, can I come a little closer?"

Sun Ruoyu lowered his voice and asked softly.

In the dim light, Nie Zhaoyang never noticed that there were two blushes on the face of the young man who spoke so smoothly.

(End of this chapter)