Translator: Paperplane, Zenobys
Han Moze saw Liu Rushuang’s beautiful little face full of worry and turned to look at Nangong Ba, whose body looked evidently tensed up.
“Even if there’s a way, you needn’t be the one to save him. Let’s head back,” Han Moze couldn’t help but grunt coldly.
Then, without a second thought, he turned his heel and stepped out of the pavilion.
Liu Rushuang immediately pulled on Han Moze’s collar and smiled. “So you’re saying there’s a way? Hurry up and spill the beans! How can he be healed?”
Once again, Han Moze’s face looked slightly eerier and he came to a stop. “Why do you want to save him? Don’t tell me that you like him?” He asked with his head down in a cold voice.
Liu Rushuang shook in fear at the ominous look on Han Moze’s face and quickly explained herself. “I remember things from the distant past. Nangong Ba is actually the reincarnation of Demon Fox reincarnated, I am the reincarnation of Phoenix, and you are the reincarnation of Ice Dragon. A long time ago, we three were very close friends, so I want to help Nangong Ba.”
“And if I don’t save him?” Han Moze said coldly.
“Even if you don’t save him, I’ll think of a way to save him. Hmph! You’re really selfish!” Liu Rushuang said angrily.
Nangong Ba heard Han Moze and Liu Rushuang argue over him and forced a smile. “Gem, your majesty isn’t wrong. You can’t blame him. I’ve asked many doctors and they all say there is no cure for my damaged nerves, so you don’t need to worry about me anymore. Even if we were friends in our past lives, I’ve long forgotten about you in my past life. You should forget me too. G-go… Don’t come back.”
Liu Rushuang immediately started to get teary. She thought about how her nerves were also damaged just now and yet she was quickly cured, so she had a little confidence in healing him too. She had to figure out how she was cured.
Han Moze tightly carried Liu Rushuang and continued to walk forward.
“Nangong Ba, I won’t forget you. You’ll always be my best friend. See you at the beauty contest,” yelled Liu Rushuang at Nangong Ba.
Han Moze walked faster with an eerie look on his face. Shuang’er’s treating Nangong Ba a little too well!
The corner of Nangong Ba’s lips curled, as he felt a warm current pour from the bottom of his heart.
Liu Rushuang felt the hands around her gripping tighter, and so she couldn’t help but angrily grit her teeth. “Ze, you’re really a jealous and selfish douche! Nangong Ba and I didn’t do anything! Why are you mad?”
There was a hint of unseen sadness beneath Han Moze’s ice-cold eyes. “I’m just mad! Just don’t bother with Nangong Ba and don’t go see him! Otherwise, I’ll kill Nangong Ba!” He said with a chilling voice.
Liu Rushuang figured that there was no getting through to that jealous tyrant. He was basically a jerk! And so, she glared at Han Moze with burning rage in her eyes.
Han Moze grunted coldly, flew upward, and quickly left the manor.
Back at Drunken Cloud Pavilion, Liu Rushuang didn’t say another word to Han Moze. Instead, she found several medical books, sat at the table, and seriously researched how to heal damaged nerves.
After half an hour, Han Moze couldn’t watch any longer and immediately tore up all the medical books. “Quit reading! Damaged nerves are incurable!” He cried in a chilling voice.
Liu Rushuang saw the pile of shredded paper on the floor and couldn’t resist but push Han Moze really hard.
“Leave! You just don’t understand how I feel! I’m already in a terrible mood but you? You don’t help to comfort me and instead, you attack me!” She cried angrily with red eyes.
Han Moze was pushed back a little, as he looked at Liu Rushuang with a completely tense body. He noticed the disappointment and fury on Liu Rushuang’s face, and his heart violently ached for a moment. He quickly walked over to hug Liu Rushuang and tried to comfort her.
“Shuang’er, I was wrong! Don’t be sad! I’m just overly afraid to lose you so I… I couldn’t control myself. Sorry, sorry…”