"What if you have low bloodline? As long as you practice diligently, you will be able to fly to the nine heavens one day." The girl smiled gently, and her eyes were extremely gentle.
The young man fell into her gentle eyes and seemed to see the stars in the sky.
"Yue Ning, Yue Ning."
Suddenly a man's call came from outside the palace, "I heard that you were released from seclusion, so I came over to see you immediately. You..."
As the voice sounded, a tall and slender figure also walked in.
The man was wearing a dark brocade robe with intricate and exquisite patterns embroidered on it, which looked a bit gaudy, and his charming and handsome face made him even more charming.
Before the man finished speaking, he paused after seeing Meng Zihuan in the room. He looked at Meng Zihuan with a puzzled expression and frowned dissatisfied: "Who are you? Why are you in Yue Ning's house?"
In the room?"
Yue Ning stood up, looked at the person who came, and explained: "Chen Xi, his name is Meng Zihuan. He passed out outside Juechen Valley and was found by me, so I rescued him."
There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Chen Xi's eyes: "Yue Ning, our clan has a rule that you are not allowed to bring outsiders into the clan without permission. If this is discovered by the clan leader, you will inevitably be scolded."
Yue Ning smiled and winked at him: "Chen Xi, as long as you don't tell, no one will know. After he recovers from his injury in a few days, I will let him leave."
But Meng Zihuan struggled to get out of the bed. He covered his aching chest, his pale face looked extremely weak, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Sister Yue Ning, thank you for saving me. I will leave now. Never
It will cause you some trouble."
As he spoke, he took two steps, but he was out of breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face looked even paler, as fragile as if he was about to fall down at any time.
.
Yue Ning took two steps forward to support him: "Your injury is not healed, so you'd better stop moving."
"Ahem, I'm fine, I can go." Meng Zihuan coughed violently a few times, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his pale mouth, which made his already pale face even more fragile, looking like a porcelain doll.
"Look at how out of breath you are after just two steps. You'd better heal your injuries here first."
"But..." Meng Zihuan hesitated for a moment, looked at Chen Xi beside him, and fell weakly on top of her.
Chen Xi rolled his eyes speechlessly. He took two steps forward, picked up Meng Zihuan, and roughly threw him back on the bed, causing Meng Zihuan to cough violently, as if his lungs were about to come out.
Generally, there was a few more strands of blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth, which was bright red and dazzling, but also made him look more pitiful.
Yue Ning was shocked: "Chen Xi, please be gentle! He was seriously injured. You will make his injury worse!"
Chen Xi pouted: "I can't die anyway!"
"Cough cough cough...Sister Yue Ning, I'm fine...cough cough...he didn't mean it." Meng Zihuan breathed hard and seemed to have recovered.
A lot.
Yue Ning sighed helplessly.
Chen Xi crossed his arms and looked at him condescendingly: "Boy, you can recuperate here, but be honest! Don't run around casually! Otherwise, you won't be able to survive without me!"
Meng Zihuan looked at him weakly, looking timid and innocent: "I know, I will never run around, let alone cause trouble for you."
"Hmph! I guess you know the truth." Chen Xi snorted coldly, then he looked at Yue Ning and said, "Yue Ning, I haven't seen you for a long time, let's go out for a walk together?"