Translator: Paperplane, _Lunaelle, Zenobys
Liu Rushuang looked towards Han Moze with a slight smile. Her look said that she was not willing to leave for now.
Han Moze had to give up when he saw her look, and freed her wrist before backing off.
At the same time, Nangong Ba glanced between the pair. Finding things a little awkward, he lowered his gaze to refrain from looking at Liu Rushuang while he handed her the demon pill, telling her with a neutral tone, “Shuang’er, take it… and my body is mostly fine now. I’m going to leave this place tonight—but if you need help in the future, I’ll come—rain or shine.”
Even so, Liu Rushuang’s dazzling, starry gaze darkened a little. She had wanted to ask Nangong Ba to stay at the imperial palace for a few days more, but eventually breathed a quiet sigh and flashed a warm smile, “Nangong Ba, don’t you see that the color of the demon pill is almost the same as the color of your inner breath? It would only work if you eat it, so you should have it.”
Nangong Ba’s fingers twitched. He was still a little hesitant, his charming, rouge gaze appearing as distant as the ocean’s horizon just then… after some thinking, he looked up at Liu Rushuang with a smile and earnestly said, “Thank you, Shuang’er.”
Liu Rushuang’s gaze twitched, and she inhaled sharply. She needed to stay calm—no, she must be calm, especially when there’s a gorgeous man in front of her… But to tell the truth, she had never been able to resist that longing gaze of Nangong Ba’s, and she could faintly sense her own heartbeats speeding up then.
Discreetly reprimanding herself for being a lovesick fool, she laughed rather unnaturally, “No thanks necessary. Eat it now, and you just might make a full recovery.”
“Yeah.” Nangong Ba grinned charmingly at her again, his eyes seemingly reflecting all the stars in the skies then, capable of mesmerizing anyone.
Liu Rushuang took a deep breath to stop herself from being charmed by Nangong Ba—she had always been aware of the reasoning that beauty was skin-deep, but…
Whatever, eating the demon pill was more important.
Holding up the demon pill with both her hands, Liu Rushuang kept chewing—the demon pill was the size of two fists, and she had no more than a few bites, which left quite a huge piece.
Turning towards Han Moze, she smiled intimately and naturally, “You should eat too, Ze. I want to find out what would happen to us after we finish the demon pill.”
Han Moze’s handsome facial features were as sharp and pronounced as blades, with each edge curving deeply inward. Even so, his expression softened at Liu Rushuang’s voice, and he lifted the demon pill to his lips, pausing for just a moment before taking a bite.
Savoring the crisp, sweetness, and icy sensation, he found it quite delicious.
Seeing that the pair were relishing the taste, Nangong Ba did not hesitate either, and started chewing away on his demon pill. He found the sweet and sour taste acceptable, and the pill itself neither too hot nor too cold.
As they swallowed the demon pills bit by bit, the trio felt their inner breath rapidly growing. Their entire bodies were becoming much uninhibited and relaxed as well.
Nangong Ba’s face was becoming rosy-red, his facial features now a hundred times more attractive than before. It was as if the picture of a beautiful man was drawn in even higher definition, becoming an image that was even more three-dimensional and lively that no one could look away from.
Liu Rushuang inhaled sharply after looking up at him once. It was just skin-deep! She could pull herself together no matter how good-looking he became!
Then, as she turned hopefully towards Han Moze, she could not help gasping softly in surprise. She could not keep her lips closed either—even if Han Moze was not as gorgeous as Nangong Ba, the magnificence and noble air of his facial features alone placed him a class above Nangong Ba.
After having a good, long look, Liu Rushuang promptly lowered her head and chewed on her demon pill.
Would she become more beautiful too? She really wanted a mirror to admire herself for a while!