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

Chapter 544

Nie Zhaoyang just took a deep breath at this moment, held back the moisture in his eyes and raised his head, just in time to see Sun Ruoyu stretched out his hand in mid-air with embarrassment on his face.

Sun Ruoyu blinked, and slowly retracted the palm that was hanging in the air.

Although Sun Ruoyu's expression seemed natural, but Nie Zhaoyang saw that Sun Ruoyu's always warm eyebrows didn't dare to look directly at him at this moment, his heart felt inexplicably hot, and he reached out to Sun Ruoyu's palm that was about to be withdrawn by a strange coincidence.

"Ok?"

Sun Ruoyu suddenly felt a heat in his hand, raised his eyes in surprise, and saw Nie Zhaoyang staring at him with a calm face, while her small white hand was impressively holding half of his slightly cool palm.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing Sun Ruoyu's gaze fell on the palms of the two, Nie Zhaoyang realized what he had done inexplicably just now, but it would be useless to explain the matter so far, so he simply held Sun Ruoyu's finger and shook it gently He shook his head, and then said something pretending to be calm.

"it is good."

Looking at Nie Zhaoyang's dizzy cheeks but still pretending to be calm, Sun Ruoyu nodded with a smile.

"what?"

Nie Zhaoyang shrank his fingers and wanted to let go, but Sun Ruoyu held his fingers tightly and couldn't move. He suddenly felt hot and looked up.

"Zhaoyang, I can't wait any longer."

Sun Ruoyu held Nie Zhaoyang's fingers tightly, not allowing her to flinch, and said with a smile.

"what?"

Nie Zhaoyang struggled twice symbolically, seeing that he couldn't break free, he simply stopped entangled, raised his eyes and looked at Sun Ruoyu in puzzlement.

"I said I would wait until you reach Ji, but now I can't wait."

Sun Ruoyu held Nie Zhaoyang's fingers tightly, felt the small white hand that was not very smooth but had a great touch, stared straight into Nie Zhaoyang's eyes, and said softly.

"what?"

Nie Zhaoyang suddenly understood, blushing again, and suddenly lowered his head, not daring to look at Sun Ruoyu.

"I thought, just in these two days, find an opportunity to go to the palace to propose marriage first, and get you settled, and it won't be too late to talk about other things slowly."

Gently stroking the small hand in his hand, Sun Ruoyu smiled contentedly.

Feeling the movement of Sun Ruoyu's hand, Nie Zhaoyang shrank back again, but his small strength was no match for Sun Ruoyu, so he could only let him pinch his fingers and rub them back and forth.

Listening to Sun Ruoyu's words, Nie Zhaoyang only felt a surge of sweet and sour taste in his heart, and his entire chest swelled up in an instant.

Now is the first time Nie Zhaoyang and Sun Ruoyu have met since the night of farewell in the imperial capital.

Since that night, Sun Ruoyu has always wanted to find a chance to come to see how Nie Zhaoyang is doing, but he has been entangled in trivial matters and cannot spare time.

Today, I managed to finish a paragraph at dusk, but that time was no longer suitable for visiting, so I could only continue to procrastinate.

Originally, he planned to endure it a little longer, and wait until the queen in the palace gives a banquet to find a chance to meet Nie Zhaoyang, but Sun Ruoyu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and finally got up and looked at the moonlight outside the window. After a long while, he finally decided to visit Rong Wang's mansion again at night, anyway, it's not like he hasn't been here before.

After opening the window and coming in, he saw that Nie Zhaoyang was already sound asleep. Sun Ruoyu knew that he should turn around and leave, but looking at the peaceful Nie Zhaoyang, Sun Ruoyu couldn't move. In the end, he saw Nie Zhaoyang's eyelids moving slightly, which seemed to be a sign of waking up. He jumped back to the small table.

(End of this chapter)