Jiang Yuan looked at Ye Chanxi's slightly furrowed brows and immediately got up, allowing Ye Chanxi to pull her hair free.
The next moment.
Ye Chanxi suddenly rose to her feet, the cool, smooth silk quilt slid off, revealing vast expanses of peerless beauty.
Her skin was white as jade, seemingly radiating a holy brilliance.
Jiang Yuan was startled, "Aren't you going to rest a bit longer?"
Ye Chanxi reached out and summoned, a piece of thin, close-fitting clothing flew into her hands. The garment was still pure black, thin and translucent.
She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Yuan, "You've accompanied me for three days, that's enough! It's time for you to attend to your own affairs; you can't fall into the trap of the land of warmth and tenderness."
"These past days by your side, I can feel a nameless sense of urgency in your heart."
"Although I don't know why you feel such urgency, I can't help you and I shouldn't drag you down, becoming your burden."