For Zhao Yuanji, staying in this cold white room for half a month was actually a relatively comfortable time for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something. She raised her head and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand and pressed it to his heart, suppressing the sudden surge in his chest...
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For Zhao Yuanji, staying in this cold white room for half a month was actually a relatively comfortable time for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand to press his heart, and suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his chest. For Zhao Yuanji, the half-month stay in this cold white room was actually a relatively comfortable moment for him.
The meals brought by the two sons of gods, the bedding he slept on, and the clothes he wore were all clean and fresh. He was much more comfortable than sleeping in the main hall of Bingzhou Palace.
Moreover, the windows here are bright and he can see the sun every day. Whenever the sun shines on the smooth cement floor and jumps like an elf, he feels that he is still alive.
Unfortunately, his identity dictates that he cannot continue to be so comfortable.
Carrying the hopes of the entire Zhao family, no one agreed with him to be an ordinary person.
The warm water splashed on his back, and Zhao Yuanji closed his eyes happily, thinking indulgently in his heart, hoping that time could stay longer...
It was night, just when Zhao Yuanji thought that Xu Erniang would not appear again, she came.
"My Lady Goddess!"
The two sons of God who were guarding the door respectfully crossed their arms and bowed their knees, and looked piously at Xu Erniang, who was walking in the moonlight.
"You have worked hard for so many days. I will guard you tonight. You can go down and rest."
The moment he heard Xu Erniang's voice, the mental construction Zhao Yuanji had built for himself in the past half month collapsed instantly. His body was not controlled by his brain at all, and he quickly came to the window, looking for that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Xu Erniang seemed to feel something, raised her head, and smiled slightly at the reflective black window lattice.
Zhao Yuanji frowned, raised his hand and pressed it on his heart, suppressing the overwhelming feeling that suddenly surged in his chest.