After confirming that Xuan Ningyi had indeed left, Xuan Ningxuan jumped down from the beam.
However, the person sitting on the bed didn't seem to have come back to his senses, and still maintained his original sitting posture.
The anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, and Xuan Ningxuan had an ominous premonition in his heart. It was wrong or right to let Murong Jingwan serve as Xuan Ningyi's bait. Why did he have the illusion of being lost forever?
"Jingwan, tell me, is it wrong or right to do this?" Xuan Ningxuan took the absent-minded Murong Jingwan into his arms.
"Your Majesty." When he came back to his senses, his body had fallen into the arms of another man.
"Jingwan, tell me, is this wrong or right?" Xuan Ningxuan repeated word by word, he wanted to know the answer.
Her weak body could not push away Xuan Ningyi's arms, nor could she push away Xuan Ningxuan's arms. Murong Jingwan felt bitterness in her heart, "Your Majesty, time will give us the answer."
He gently let go of Murong Jingwan, but still held her arms reluctantly with both hands.
His eyes finally fell on Murong Jingwan's slightly swollen red lips. Xuan Ningxuan felt that the red color was dazzling, and the scene of Xuan Ningyi kissing her emerged in his mind.
Although Murong Jingwan slapped Xuan Ningyi, Xuan Ningxuan was horrified to find that his heart was still full of jealousy.
When he came back to his senses, Xuan Ningxuan had kissed Murong Jingwan's lips, and he wanted to put his mark on her lips again.
From a gentle kiss to a gentle bite, Murong Jingwan struggled slightly, hoping that Xuan Ningxuan would let go of her soon.
It wasn't until he felt that the aura of the person in his arms was disordered that Xuan Ningxuan reluctantly let go of Murong Jingwan.
"Your Majesty." There was a hint of anger in Murong Jingwan's voice. Her lips hurt, and the skin must have been broken.
Seeing his masterpiece, Xuan Ningxuan didn't feel the slightest regret, but was very happy.
"Finally, only my mark is left on your lips." Xuan Ningxuan said proudly.
Murong Jingwan understood what Xuan Ningxuan was referring to. He cared about Xuan Ningyi kissing her. But such care seemed to come too late.
"My lord, it's time for you to go back. It's daytime now. Even if your martial arts skills are high, you may still be discovered." Murong Jingwan evaded Xuan Ningxuan's hot gaze.
Xuan Ningxuan no longer persisted, but he was still worried about what happened today. He could not let Murong Jingwan fall into danger.
"Jingwan, when I leave, I will definitely abide by the agreement between you and me, and you must take good care of yourself." Xuan Ningxuan said softly.
When he came back to his senses, Xuan Ningxuan had disappeared, but there was a box of plaster in his hand, which Xuan Ningxuan left behind when he left.
Gently open the box, and a scent of fragrance comes to your face. This is the best golden sore medicine. It can not only heal wounds quickly, but also eliminate scars.
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