After tucking the corner of the quilt and making sure that her body was completely covered, she opened her red lips and said, "Come in."
After the door was pushed open, a strong ray of sunlight instantly came in from outside.
The body she was in now was only 15 years old. Before the "Daughter's Selection" battle, she had been living in a dark secret room, surrounded by torches and candlelight all day long.
The summer afternoon sun was definitely too strong for this body to adapt to, so as soon as the door opened, Murong Xiao reflexively frowned, turned his head, and closed his eyes.
The visitor was very aware of Murong Xiao's physical condition. After quickly stepping into the house, he immediately closed the door tightly.
"Xiao'er, are you awake? Are you okay? Are you feeling better?"
Before Murong Xiao turned her head, she heard a concerned greeting.
He raised his head and looked at the person who came. Long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips... Both the facial features and the distribution of the features of this man seemed like a stroke of genius, combining all the advantages of his father and mother. He was so exquisite that there was no flaw at all.
Her hair is always so neatly tied up with a white jade crown. She is wearing a moon-white robe wrapped around her elegant body, and the flowing lines outline her perfect figure.
The robe was embellished with dots of white gulls and flowing clouds, and the collar and waist were embroidered with intricate white algae patterns, all of which were the work of a famous hand-embroiderer. The work was so exquisite that one could tell at a glance that the fabric was of rare and precious quality.
The handsome face carved from beautiful jade showed a hint of worry, a hint of joy, a hint of brilliance, a graceful and charming smile, elegant and gentle like the moonlight in the water, beautiful and noble.
Anyone who knew him well would know that this attire, this temperament, this gentleness were nothing but counterfeits! He had always been jealous of his younger brother's gentle elegance as a crown prince, and he wanted to surpass him with the same temperament.
Little did he know that his attempt to draw a tiger ended up with a dog. This man usually imitated Qian Yeming's gentle and gentle demeanor, but once he encountered something unpleasant or unpleasant, his inherent cruelty, brutality, and bloodthirsty perversion would instantly become apparent.
In fact, his own personality is exactly the opposite of the four words "gentle as jade".
It completely matches the memory from three years ago. This person is Murong Qingyun!
Without waiting for Murong Xiao to speak, Murong Qingyun skillfully prepared to sit down on the edge of the bed. Having been prepared, Murong Xiao stretched out the quilt and legs to the edge of the bed, occupying the empty space there.
I originally thought there was only a quilt there, but unexpectedly I sat on Murong Xiao's legs.
With a suppressed low cry, Murong Qingyun jumped up like a spring, his face turned slightly pale, and he quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry Xiao'er, I didn't know your leg was here. How is it? Did you sit on your wound?"
This was his second visit to her since the "Thousand Gold Selection" competition. He knew all too well the injuries on her body.
Now there is almost no intact skin on Murong Xiao's body. It is covered with wounds caused by sharp weapons and swords.
He had ordered someone to bring the best jade white ointment from the palace to apply to her to prevent her from getting scars in the future.
Seeing Murong Xiao's suppressed cry, Murong Qingyun was shocked.
Taking advantage of the moment when he covered his legs and moaned, Murong Xiao once again suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes that he could barely conceal, lowered his head and said, "No...it's okay."
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