She hurriedly stretched out her hands and caught a few of them in the air. They were about the size of lotus seeds, and she held them tightly.
She saw that there were palace servants covering the plants in the yard with cloth, and hurriedly said, “Hey, stop working and go inside. Aren’t you afraid of being crushed to death by a huge chunk?”
Su Shenfan chuckled behind her. “You have time to care about other people.”
Bu Yaolian turned around and jumped into his arms. “Shao Zun… You’re here. I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”
“Let go! Your hands are freezing!” Su Shenfan’s face turned dark when she put her cold hands on his waist.
This woman was simply here to torture him.
Only then did Bu Yaolian remember the hail in her hands. She hurriedly let go and threw the pieces out the window. She wiped her hands on her waist and said, “They’re not cold anymore.”
Su Shenfan grabbed her hands and said coldly, “They’re already freezing. How old are you? Why are you still doing this?”
“We hardly see this in Rising Clouds. I think it’s rare. Ah…” There was a deafening crack of lightning outside the window, and Bu Yaolian jumped into Su Shenfan’s arms.
Her body was still trembling. “It… It sounds like it’s going to strike me.”
Su Shenfan said coldly, “What nonsense. You have so little guts, what can you do to enrage the heavens?”
The thunder outside didn’t stop. The rain and hail poured down relentlessly, and the sky was so black it was frightening.
Bu Yaolian covered her ears. The thunder was even louder than firecrackers.
Su Shenfan patted her back. “You’re even scared of thunder; what use are you?”
Bu Yaolian covered her ears and looked at him, indicating that she couldn’t hear him.
Su Shenfan grabbed her hands. Her ears were red from the cold.
He let go of her and closed the window.
“If you’re so scared, why don’t you close the window?”
After he closed the window, it was much less noisy. Bu Yaolian patted her chest in relief. “Thank god you got back today. Otherwise, it would’ve been dangerous with the rain and hail.”
Su Shenfan glanced at her, and his expression softened.
“You’re scared you’ll be struck by lightning if you’re alone?”
Bu Yaolian pounced on him with a smile. “I’m worried that I can’t sleep without Shao Zun. I’m not scared of lightning.”
“Not scared?” Su Shenfan asked.
Bu Yaolian’s face changed. “I’m scared…”
She was really afraid that if she said she wasn’t scared, Su Shenfan would throw her outside. A good woman should admit when she was scared.
“Useless!” Su Shenfan pushed her aside on the couch and sat down. “Bring a basin of hot water over.”
Seeing his dark and indecipherable expression, Bu Yaolian didn’t dare pounce on him again, and sat next to him silently.
Su Shenfan looked at her. “Do you know your mistake?”
Bu Yaolian nodded pitifully. “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have drunk or left the room. I should wait for Shao Zun.”
“You knew it was wrong and you still did it?” That was what annoyed Su Shenfan the most.
Bu Yaolian clearly knew he would be unhappy if she did that, but she still did it.
“I… I was wrong. I promise there won’t be a next time. I won’t touch any alcohol in the future.”
Su Sheng was right. Shao Zun was nice to her now, and she couldn’t be arrogant because of that, or she would lose his favor.
By then, even if she begged and begged, he might never take her back.