Yan Xun at the door suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the window.
Hua Xi gritted his teeth and quickly pinched an ice element talisman. It doesn't matter if the movement is louder, right?
"Yan Xun."
Long Ganyue suddenly spoke, his weak voice faint in the dark night.
"I opened the window."
Yan Xun paused in his steps, and when he heard that the Seventh Prince was safe and sound, he felt relieved and came in specially to light the candle.
"Why are you up, Your Highness?"
Yan Xun looked at Long Ganyue standing by the window, and saw that the clothes on his body were loosely worn, his belt was untied, and his chest was exposed.
There is a light pink color on the skin, which looks particularly attractive.
There was still sweat on his forehead that had not been wiped dry in time, and his skin was almost soaked. The sweat rolled on his thick eyelashes, making them crystal clear.
As a man, Yan Xun couldn't help feeling a little suffocated when he saw this scene.
The appearance of the Seventh Prince is truly worthy of the words "overwhelming the country and the city".
If His Highness was in good health, how could he be so depressed?
Yan Xun felt a little regretful in his heart, put down the candle, picked up the cloak and walked over to help him put it on.
Long Ganyue stared out the window blankly, his eyes lost sight, and his fingers slowly slid across his lips, thinking of the softness that suddenly covered her in the darkness.
There was a sour and numb feeling in my heart.
"Your Highness?"
Yan Xun looked at him for a long time and felt a little strange when he saw that he was just lost in thought and didn't say anything.
"Yeah." Long Ganyue finally came back to his senses and was shocked to realize that he had lost his composure. What was he thinking just now?
That person came late at night to help him nourish his meridians with spiritual power. How could he have such unclean thoughts?
Don't have any wrong thoughts.
Others can have it, but he can't.
Clear eyes in the darkness appeared in his mind, staring at him steadily. These eyes lingered in his mind and could not be removed.
He raised his hands and covered his eyes. With his mind in confusion, he whispered: "It's too hot. Don't close the window in the future."
"But..." Yan Xun hesitated, leaving the window open as it would be unsafe.
"Yan Xun, you are too careful." Long Qianyue said slowly, his voice a little hoarse, "Do you just not believe me?"
"No." Yan Xun lowered his head, "I'm just afraid of what might happen..."
"It doesn't matter." He pursed his beautifully shaped lips slightly, his eyes watery, "What should come will always come, and what shouldn't come will never come."
After saying that, he turned around, threw the cloak on the ground, started to tie his belt, and then lay down with his clothes on.
Yan Xun silently picked up his cloak, blew out the candle and left.
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After leaving the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Hua Xi covered her chest and temporarily hid in an alley, reciting the mantra and slowly regaining her spiritual power.
The jade on her wrist lit up. Hua Xi raised her wrist and saw that the liquid in the jade was slowly flowing.
No matter, let’s take a sip and talk about it later.
Hua Xi unscrewed the small stopper on Jingyu and drank a drop carefully.
There was a sharp pain in the body, as if the bones and flesh were separated, but just a moment later, the spiritual power in the body was filled again.
Hua Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It seems that although this thing is very effective, it cannot be used frequently. It is too much to bear this kind of pain every day.
