บท 1872: His Name is Nan Xian I

At the same time…

The entire Tianya's manor fell silent.

Nan Xian stood at the head of the bed; his eyes were slightly closed. A faint light lingered around him. His forehead was covered in a cold sweat, and his handsome face was a bit pale at this moment.

Qing Zhu stood behind Nan Xian, looked at the man in front of him, and asked, hesitating a little, "Master, you want to send your soul into Princess' body again?"

Nan Xian used his soul to wake her up for the first time when she fell unconscious for Empress Nalan. 

However, back then, he could easily send the main soul in. So why... did it take so long to do so this time?

Boom!

Suddenly, a powerful force emanated from the bed, shaking the man's body, pushing him a few steps back.

He opened his eyes, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his brows, but he seemed more cautious.