Brushing over the face, neck, and collarbone, he gently opened the skirt and slid it towards the chest. It was unbridled, cold, and without any warmth, like the legendary God of Death.
Yes, it’s the hand of death!
She did not forget that she had "died" in the arms of a man!
Where is Huo Yu? Where is the man who fell into the cliff with her now? Is he dead or alive?
Suddenly, that hand that was as hairy as ice fell on her waist, and its long fingers opened something. As the cold air seeped in, every nerve in her body tensed instantly.
The cold hands suddenly left her unconsciously trembling body, and the breath of ice that made the world spin was gone in an instant.
She wanted to open her eyes to see all this, but her eyelids were very heavy. Everywhere in her body was filled with the pain of tearing and mutilating, as if she had been run over by a car.
In the hazy moment, I only heard a woman's respectful but doubtful voice: "Are you sure it's her?"
No one answered.
After a while, another pleasant female voice said: "King, it's her."
The cold breath like an ice cellar hit her again. The king sat down beside the bed, and his fingertips once again landed on her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, and her thin lips.
He couldn't see her eyes or penetrate her soul. He didn't know whether the woman who was rescued at the bottom of the cliff was her!
"king......"
The woman in pink clothes took a step forward, but did not dare to get too close. She took a deep look at the king and said with a guilty look on her face: "I am incompetent, please forgive me!"
Wang still didn't speak, but a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed across his ice-colored handsome face.
You are back, but you are not you anymore. How should I face your new identity?
Open your eyes and look at me, okay?
She could hear what he was saying from the bottom of his heart. There was no reason, she just could! Maybe it was because she was already a dead person and "ghosts" could see through a person's heart, right?
She couldn't open her eyes and couldn't clearly see the blurry shadow in front of her. This blurry face just hurt involuntarily with his pain. The pain made her heart twitch, but she didn't know where the pain came from and where it wanted to go.
.
Who are you?
I am your king.
As if to answer her question, he took her hand and held it tightly, feeling a slight warmth in his palm.
"King..." The woman in pink wanted to get closer, but she didn't have the courage. He didn't like the closeness of any woman, except her... She collected her thoughts and said: "The power of the Five Lun Formation
She is still here, the princess’ soul in this life is too weak, and my subordinates cannot take the risk of awakening her soul from her previous life.”
Wang pursed his thin lips, and the lines on his back looked even more cold and lonely. "Go out."
The voice was very soft, but there was no doubt about it. The woman in pink and the woman in green in the corner looked at him at the same time, and then silently left. Wang and the unconscious woman were left in the room.
His cold fingertips slid across her slightly pale lips, but there was no further intrusion. After a long while, he straightened her clothes, suddenly stood up, and strode out the door.
No! Don't go! Don't go!
Who are you? Why do you say you are her man? What is the ** array? Who is the princess? Is it her?
Don't go...
"Don't go!" Yang Xi suddenly opened her eyes and hurriedly got out of bed to chase him out.
"Princess Princess!"
"Miss!"
Numerous maids came up to her. They were shocked. The princess had been lying in bed for more than ten days, and when she woke up, she was in this scene.
"Miss, you are still injured. Don't move around, or you will tear the wound." Xintong hurriedly helped her back to the bed and lay down. When she saw traces of blood seeping out of her clothes, she was so anxious that she almost shed tears.
It was okay if she didn't say it. As soon as she said this, Yang Xi was shocked to feel a tearing pain all over her body, which made her burst into tears.
It hurts so much, it hurts like hell... Ooooh, who can give her a painkiller injection? It hurts so much...
"Quick, go and invite Mr. Huo!" Xintong ordered the maids behind him, "Send someone to inform the prince that the princess is awake!"
"Yes." Behind her, two small maids flew out.
Xintong gently held Yang Xi down to prevent her from struggling and hurting herself. She held back her tears and said: "Princess, please stop moving. It will get better. Princess, it will get better. Please
Stop moving..."
Yang Xi opened her eyes slightly and looked at her. She wanted to say something, but couldn't. She gasped, sobbed, and trembled. Apart from that, she couldn't do anything.
Where is that king? Where is he? She woke up, but why didn't he come to see her? Did everything really exist, or was it just a dream of hers?
Where is Huo Yu? Where is Huo Yu?
Together they stumbled and fell off a cliff to avoid being pursued by tomb robbers. She knew that she would be able to save him, but what about Huo Yu? Is he still alive?
She accidentally moved her arm, and a sharp pain hit her. The pain made her spin for a while, and her brain became confused again...