"I was already dead."
Liu Shuangyue sighed.
"Aren't you going to find His Majesty? Go quickly. I'll tell you what you want to ask tonight," Liu Shuangyue said.
Qing Hui stared at her uneasily: "Don't you want to enter the palace?"
Liu Shuangyue: "I have already made an oath to the devil in front of His Majesty, and he will not do anything to me again."
Qing Hua: "..."
She did have a lot of questions to ask, but she was more worried about whether His Majesty was injured.
If you are leaving in such a hurry, there must be something wrong.
"Then I'll go back first. You can wait for me in the palace tonight." Qing Hui warned her carefully before turning around and leaving in a hurry.
Liu Shuangyue stared at her back for a moment, then raised her head. It was already past the afternoon, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the sky was clear. Today, she must have lived again.
She raised her hand, and a petal blown by the wind floated over and landed on her palm.
Then live again.
Qing Hui returned to the palace in a hurry and went straight to His Majesty's bedroom.
Everyone in the palace knew her status, so no one stopped her. Qing Hui ran all the way to the palace, searched around, and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom next door.
"Huh?"
They all hid in the bathroom. Isn’t that serious?
Qing Hui opened the bathroom door without thinking.
Lian Xueyin, who was sitting in the middle of the bathtub, turned around and looked at her with some surprise: "You're back so soon?"
Qing Hua: "?"
She blinked and saw that his expression seemed normal. She took a few steps forward and looked carefully, and found that there didn't seem to be any wounds.
Lian Xueyin walked to the edge of the bathtub and was about to ask her what was wrong when she grabbed her wrist and put her fingers on it.
Hmm...the pulse is also normal.
It’s a million miles away from that time when I was seriously injured.
It is true that his body is still a little weak, but this is the sequelae of the last serious injury. She felt his pulse every two days for three days, and it couldn't be clearer.
But that’s weird, right?
How could it be possible that he had absorbed so much demonic energy and yet nothing happened?
She put her hand on Lian Xueyin's forehead in confusion, yes, that's normal.
Qing Hua is even more confused.
Before she could ask, Lian Xueyin grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Qing Hua fell into the water and was held in his arms. She quickly grabbed his arm with her hands and looked up.
Lian Xueyin lowered his head and his lips fell on hers.
"Hmm~"
Qing Hui was caught off guard and kissed by him, and then she realized that the water in the pool was actually cold.
It's not particularly cold, but it's definitely much lower than the temperature of the bathing water.
He is soaking in cold water!
He is so anxious to come back because he wants to come back and soak in cold water!
But why?
Qing Hui still couldn't figure it out, her eyes kept blinking in an attempt to attract his attention, but Lian Xueyin had no intention of stopping, and didn't even give her a chance to speak.
I don't know how long it took, until Qing Hui felt that the temperature of the water around her began to slowly rise, and her legs were too weak without any support, he panted slightly and let her go.
The gorgeous coat I wore when I went out today had already been thrown into the corner of the bathtub.
Qing Hua's eyes couldn't help but become wet, and the corners of her lips were numb.
"Your Majesty,~"
There is also a touch of softness and weakness in the voice.
My mind was so confused that I almost forgot what I wanted to ask just now.
She glared at Lian Xueyin with resentment.
Chapter completed!