Ye Qing Luo smiled and her charming eyes curled into an arc, turning on limitless passion.
The man's light pink thin lips, with a tinge of elegant sandalwood scent, lightly imprinted onto her forehead.
She only felt her eyelids turning heavy before falling into a deep sleep.
...
The second day, she was awoken by Liu Xiao Yu's knocking on her door.
She opened her eyes and the room was sorrowfully quiet, only the sandalwood scent, which certified Di Mo Xuan's presence last night.
Ye Qing blinked her hazy eyes as she propped up her arm and got up.
She jumped up with a start as she realised that the pain in her entire body wasn't as unbearable as she had imagined.
The wound on her arm had once again changed with a new bandaging and the current cooling sensation suppressed all the pain.
She raised her hand and clutched her chest.
The Profound Heart Jade around her heart was slowly generating a warmth sensation.