Murong Qingshuang sat cross-legged, and the mental technique that Murong Yufan finally gave her actually worked at this time.
The internal energy flowed orderly in her body, gradually restoring her energy.
After one cycle, she felt that she had almost recovered.
I tried getting out of bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It's her now!
She is Murong Qingshuang, not a pet that is limp and helpless on the bed.
When I opened the window, it was already sunset.
It seemed that this was a small building, and she was on the third floor. A group of people were guarding the building downstairs. This kind of rigid defense without mobility was the most difficult to break through.
Damn, they actually put her under house arrest!
Every time she said it to herself, she didn't want to believe it.
Every time I hope to hear a rebuttal from him, telling me that I am not under house arrest.
But he skirted around the topic again and again.
It has been a day and a night, and there is no useful information at all.
Almost all of what he said was untrue or false flirting content and had no effect at all.
She found her clothes from the room, and he had indeed thrown away all the poisons.
The most outrageous thing is that he searched everywhere and even tore his own clothes.
Could it be that she had to go through so much trouble to sew the poison into her clothes?[
No wonder he asked her to wear his clothes in the end, as there were almost no clothes she could wear.
She tightened her clothes and felt a little chilly.
It was quite cold on the mountain, and I couldn't feel it either under the quilt or in his arms.
Now that I got out of bed, wearing a thin shirt, I felt a chill.
Fortunately, she has internal strength, otherwise she would be really cold to death if she wore such little clothes at this time.
Looking at her clothes, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Not only did he leave her with no energy to go out, he also left her with no clothes to go out.
