บท 822: Chapter 814: True Colors Don't Change 1

Ningyan looked at him motionlessly, initially hesitant, but finally saw in Lord Zhuo's eyes, two flames burning.

She was all too familiar with that flame.

But what time was it now? At that moment, Ningyan stammered, "Uncle... you... you..."

Zhuo Junyue could bear it no longer, grasping her hand tightly.

Ningyan was about to cry, "Husband, your body hasn't recovered, don't mess around."

He didn't want to either, but sometimes when he saw her, his usually proud self-control seemed to fail.

He coughed lightly, "Wife, I've been poisoned."

"But... but..."

Ningyan could not have dreamed they would be doing this in the hospital's bathroom.

What worried her most was his health.

Zhuo Junyue pulled her hand and suddenly drew her into his arms.

He rested his head on her shoulder, his tone filled with helplessness, "Wife, I don't want this, I can't bear it, it hurts..."

Ningyan felt her own temperature rise, hearing Zhuo Junyue's deep and hoarse voice, she felt a twinge of heartache.