Why was there the sound of water? Yan Xin'er murmured and slowly opened her eyes.
Why am I so dizzy? Also, it hurts.
I tried my best to sit up from the bed, but I felt as if my whole body had been trampled by horse hooves. How could this happen?
"Is there anyone...? Cough cough cough..." My throat is about to smoke...
There was no one in the empty big bed except her.
"It's better to look for water first." If she doesn't drink water, fire will burst out of her throat.
Yan Xin'er climbed out of bed with difficulty. Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the ground, so she didn't feel much pain even when she was kneeling on the ground.
After going through a lot of hardships, I finally crawled under the table, struggled to stand up with my body supported, saw the bottle on the table, picked it up and drank it without saying a word.
"Pfft..." I just swallowed a big mouthful and spit it out immediately.
She actually used the wine bottle as a kettle.
Oh my god... Yan Xin'er held her forehead in frustration.
Suddenly I remembered that it was because of a sip of wine last night that I suddenly lost consciousness.
Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock...
The clear and consistent sound of dripping water came from the empty room.
Yan Xin'er heard the news and saw a luxurious and noble hourglass hanging in mid-air, hung from the roof by a thick iron chain. The mysterious bronze container was covered with lifelike vine patterns. Under the hourglass was a transparent crystal.
A large disc used to catch water falling from the drip.
water……
Yan Xin'er's eyes suddenly gleamed, and she hurriedly crawled under the hourglass, just about to bury her head in it.
A cold voice came from behind: "You can't drink this water."
Although the room was very bright, it was all the light emitted by candles. Yan Xin'er turned around suddenly.
The closed door opened at some point, and a slender, condensed, and tall figure stood there.
The light in the room seemed to be attracted to him at once.
This man is wearing a crescent silver silk robe, a silver belt is tied around his waist, and the pattern of the silver outer gauze is bright and dark. It is worth a lot at first glance.
It's obviously the same face, but the person last night and the person I saw today have a completely different temperament.
He stood there quietly, his black hair spread neatly on his shoulders, forming a strong contrast with the silver-white gown, like an ink painting with staggered shades and appropriate thickness.
What is deep is the eyes, what is thin is alienation.
Yan Xin'er was stunned at first, but then she reacted immediately.
This bastard tortured her so badly last night...
Holding back the pain on her body, she stumbled to the man and complained arrogantly: "Do you know who I am? How dare you do that to me..."
"Who are you? Do you have anything to do with me?" The man took a step away from her and came to Didi Lao to take a closer look.
There are drippers in every room of Tianji Palace.
On the one hand, in order to accurately grasp the time, on the other hand, in order to grasp the time of exchange with another soul.
So there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong with this thing.
In all her life, Yan Xin'er has never been ignored like this. Yan Hui is her father, the king of Xuanyuan Kingdom with a different surname. He has all the power. She has been the only one who has not cared about others since she was a child. How can there be any reason for others to not care about her?
Even if the other party is the prince...that won't work.
"Xuanyuan Si——" Yan Xin'er roared at the top of her lungs.
ps: I’ll be honest... I’m used to using the first person, but now it’s really hard to use the third person. Are you used to it?
