The Eunuch is Pregnant

Chapter 159: Her twisted ankle

Chapter 159: Her twisted ankle

“Cousin Yu, please wait for Lan’er..! Aiya…!”

Just as Nian Sulan had almost caught up to Leng Jun Yu, she accidentally tripped and twisted her ankle.

Following her yelp, she accurately dropped her soft and boneless-looking body into Leng Jun Yu’s arms.

Everyone present witnessed this scene. For some reason, Le Yao Yao felt as if a needle was stabbing into her heart.

In addition, there was something fermenting inside of her. It was turning sour…

A beauty had thrown herself in his arms. Whether it was accidental or deliberate didn’t seem to matter. Leng Jun Yu’s handsome brows crinkled a little. Then, he slowly pushed Sulan away and helped her stand upright.

“Be careful.”

“Eh…?”

Nian Sulan didn’t expect Leng Jun Yu to reject her. Her eyes instantly turned misty.

“Cousin Yu….” She winced. Her voice was very pitiful and whiney.

Le Yao Yao thought Sulan was super fake. But she wasn’t sure if she was biased since this lady had eyes on the King of Hell.

At first, when the King of Hell caught this woman, Le Yao Yao felt very unwell. Fortunately, the King of Hell hastily pushed her away. Yeah!

Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt much better for some reason. But after a few seconds, she began to internally argue with herself.

Damn it! Why should it matter who the King of Hell was embracing?

Based on his noble status, he could have countless amounts of women. He can hug whoever he wants. Why is she feeling unwell? Unhappy?

Oh God! What’s wrong with her?!

So, Le Yao Yao bit her tongue and was upset at her illogical brain.

While she was fuming, suddenly, Nian Sulan cried out in pain.

“Aiya, Cousin Yu…it appears that Lan’er has twisted her ankle.”

Immediately, the spineless Lan’er fell into Leng Jun Yu’s arms again.

Although Leng Jun Yu didn’t seem very pleased with this, this time, he didn’t shift or push Nian Sulan away. He allowed Nian Sulan to weakly hold onto him for support.

Le Yao Yao was stunned.

This was the first time she had seen a woman who was well aware of the King of Hell’s identity yet still dared to deliver herself to him so shamelessly.

Could it be that the King of Hell’s disgust towards women was no longer a rumour?

What shocked Le Yao Yao even more was that the King of Hell didn’t avoid her. Instead, he allowed Sulan to remain in his arms…

Nangong Jun Xi noticed Le Yao Yao’s bewilderment and strided towards her. He whispered in a low voice, “Senior brother despises all women except for her. Do you know why?”

“Why?”

Le Yao Yao lifted her curious pupils, but Nangong Jun Xi didn’t immediately respond. Instead, he curled his lips into a smile.

“If you want to know, then beg this Prince!”

Nangong Jun Xi raised his sword-like brows as he proudly stated.

Seeing this, Le Yao Yao rolled her eyes at him. She knew the 7th Prince’s intentions. He wants me to beg him? Dream on!

Plus, based on his personality, he can’t keep secrets anyway. So, Le Yao Yao pursed her red lips and acted disinterested.

“If the 7th Prince does not wish to share, then servant does not wish to listen!”

“You!”

Nangong Jun Xi was frustrated. Initially, he wanted to tease and pick on this little eunuch. Yet, his plan failed.

“Fine, I’ll tell you. It’s not really a secret anyway. Actually, this woman is senior brother’s childhood friend and cousin. They grew up together. They used to play together all the time before senior brother went to Tianshan mountain to learn martial arts from our master and Sulan left to Jing Hong Institution to learn dance. Sources say that aside from the current Emperor, no one was willing to play with senior brother except for Sulan. Firstly, senior brother’s mother wouldn’t let other children near senior brother. Secondly, senior brother’s personality is on the quiet side. He doesn’t like to talk so the other children thought he was really boring and refused to play with him as well. As a result, Sulan holds a special place in senior brother’s heart.”

Wow, so the almighty King of Hell had such a lonely past..

Not only that, this Nian Sulan was the King of Hell’s childhood playmate. No wonder she doesn’t fear him. The King of Hell also treats her differently…

Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao was drowning in vinegar again.

At this moment, Nian Sulan spoke up from Leng Jun Yu’s arms.

“Cousin Yu, Lan’er ankle is in a lot of pain. Why don’t we…..”

“Bai, check to see if her ankle is alright.”

Leng Jun Yu interrupted Nian Sulan and directly spoke to Dongfang Bai.

After all, Dongfang Bai was a miracle doctor. So, he should know best.

“Uh..”

“Bai is a physician. If you’re injured, he should take a look.”

Originally, Leng Jun Yu had planned on pushing Sulan away. But when his cold pupils noticed the upset Le Yao Yao, his eyes flickered and instead of releasing Sulan’s hand, he ended up lifting her with both arms.

“Ah, Cousin Yu…..”

Nian Sulan’s cheeks were flushed and her red, powdered lips were curving upwards.

Leng Jun Yu didn’t actually look at her. Instead, he just picked her up and placed her down on a stone stool underneath a huge tree.

“Bai, take a look please.”

“Mmm, alright.”

Dongfang Bai was slightly surprised by Leng Jun Yu’s behaviour, but he quickly regained his senses and helped inspect Nian Sulan’s injury.

“It’s just a minor injury. It will be fine after she applies some medication on it. She’ll be alright by tomorrow.”

Hearing this, Leng Jun Yu lightly nodded. Then, he swept his eye around and landed on two of Sulan’s maids.

“Bring your lady back to her residence.”

“Yes!”

The two maids were definitely aware of Leng Jun Yu’s identity as they respectfully bowed and accepted his command.

Just as Leng Jun Yu was about to turn away, Nian Sulan grabbed his sleeves.

“Cousin Yu, Lan’er’s ankle is injured. Could Cousin Yu take Lan’er home?”

In regards to Sulan’s request, Leng Jun Yu didn’t respond. But his icy pupils were on his cousin’s face.

Since the King of Hell didn’t say anything, Sulan was beginning to feel unstable. She began to intensify her pleading gaze towards Leng Jun Yu.

Actually, while Sulan was feeling unstable, there was also someone else feeling the same way.

That person was none other than Le Yao Yao!

After all, if any other woman had behaved this way, Leng Jun Yu would’ve probably already avoided and allowed her to fall flat on the ground.

Yet, this woman was different.

Would the King of Hell be moved by her touching performance?

The more Le Yao Yao thought about it, the more her mind was in a perturbed state.

She had no idea that her anxiety was showing on her face.

But although she didn’t notice, someone else did. And that person was Leng Jun Yu!