????The bony hands slowly lifted the brocade quilt, and the white clothes had been dyed black. Mingye's hands nimbly pulled off Jiuxi's belt, and then carefully took off Jiuxi's white brocade clothes. Even with such caution, the wound on her shoulder was still affected. The person who was immersed in sleep suddenly moaned, and frowned deeply. Mingye's hands carried gentle spiritual power into her body, and Jiuxi rubbed the pillow subconsciously and fell into a deeper sleep.
Her skin was very white, but not the kind that looked sickly white. It had a hint of redness, and it seemed as if water was flowing across it. His Adam's apple moved rapidly, but he remained calm. A stream of clear water flowed from his fingertips, slowly washing her wound clean. On her shoulder, flowers bloomed in blood, but under the cleansing of the water, they gradually became translucent. A hint of pity flashed across his eyes. He picked up the medicine bottle on the bedside table and carefully poured the powder onto Jiuxi's wound...
After everything was settled, Ming Ye took off his outer robe and slept beside her. He slowly brought his hands together and held Jiuxi in his arms, just like she held him every day and night when he was a child.
Mingye carefully avoided the wound on her shoulder. The faint fragrance of her hair entered his nose. He gently kissed her forehead and called her name again and again, "Jiuxi...Jiuxi..."
It seemed that calling her name could make him feel more at ease.
Jiuxi slept for three days. When she woke up, she found that there was endless darkness in front of her. There was only a warm yellow candlelight in the room. The candlelight swayed, and her eyes seemed to reflect the shimmering waves. The faint pain from her shoulder made her grit her teeth. This place was very familiar.
It's a zombie world.
The wound on his shoulder was bandaged well, and there was still the bitter smell of herbs. For some reason, Jiuxi had a feeling of returning to Shen Mo's small hut filled with the fragrance of bitter herbs. But he only dared to think about it. Those things were like the flowing water in the east, gone forever.
Hearing the movement in the room, Li Zang, who had been dozing against the door frame, stirred and stood up hastily. He pushed open the door and saw Jiuxi sitting on a stool, pouring a cup of tea. Li Zang ran over like a fly, and said with a flattering smile like a little eunuch, "Lord Pluto, you are awake!"
Jiuxi nodded slightly and slowly brought the cup of tea to his lips, but Li Zang snatched the cup from Jiuxi's hand and said, "Sir, this tea is from last night. Drinking it is harmful to your health. I will make tea for you right away!"
Li Zang was very fast. In just a blink of an eye, he was close to the door frame. Jiuxi smiled helplessly and said, "Where is your Jun Shang?"
There was a hint of coldness and distance in his tone.
Li Zang turned around and smiled politely, "Your Majesty...Your Majesty went to the demon world. He should be back soon."
Going to the demon world, Jiuxi was confused. He wiped his sleepy eyelids, and his fatigue was obvious. "Why did he go to the demon world?"
Her throat was very dry, so Jiuxi picked up the teapot on the table and poured the tea into her mouth without thinking. The overnight water was indeed very cold, but fortunately it finally relieved her dryness.
Seeing Jiuxi drinking like a man, Li Zang couldn't help but pat his head, walked back into the house, sat down with a heavy heart, and said, "The Lord has gone to avenge you."
Revenge? No one has ever been like Ming Ye, who would bully her back when she was bullied. Even with such a huge business like the underworld, she can only support it by herself.
There was some emotion in her eyes, and she asked again, "How is the underworld?"
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