That night, I went to sleep like that until the next morning.
I faintly felt that my body was soft, and the air was no longer as cold as a stone cave, and bursts of warm current melted in my body.
I rubbed my eyes with a trace of sleepiness. It took me a long time to see the surrounding environment. I couldn't help but whispered out, what is going on, why am I in my own room, not last night? Are you still in the cave with Chu Mengfan? Is it just a dream? No, dreams can't be so real.
"Princess Zilian, you are awake." A girl's petite and tender voice rang.
"Xiang'er, how could I be in my own room." I looked at the cute girl in front of me with a bewildered face. Since the day I came to Xueyue Tower, Xianger has been taking care of my daily life.
"Does the son remember nothing?" When asked by her, I felt even more inexplicable.
I shook my head.
"Actually, Xiang'er is not quite clear, but about half an hour ago, I saw the host rushing into your room with you alone, and then left after a while. Before leaving, I just ordered I told me to take care of my son, this is how things are." She frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.
I suddenly realized that it was he who brought me back.
"Is there anything weird about him?" He was so badly injured and he just carried me back. That man really wanted to face and suffer!
"What do you mean by the son?" Xianger asked, tilting his head.
"In other words, is there anything abnormal, like sweating profusely."
"Is this enough? The original poster is the same as usual, so he can do whatever he wants."
Even if I still have the strength to bring me back, the wound shouldn't matter! I thought silently in my heart.
Jingxuan Hall.
A teenager was running back and forth in front of the bed, still chanting words from time to time.
"Well, Luo Sha, can't you let me be quieter?" Chu Mengfan said impatiently.
"Tell me honestly, what's the matter with your injury?" The young man lay in front of Chu Mengfan's bed, seeming to die without leaving without an answer.
"What you do, is that what you can call you casually?" Chu Mengfan's reprimanding words contained a little love.
"No, no, I don't care. If you don't tell me today, I will die and not leave." Raksha pouted and sat on the ground, looking like it was real.
Chu Mengfan frowned and looked at the boy in front of him. He couldn't laugh or cry. Finally, he sighed slightly: "You go back today. I have something to discuss with Tan Yu. When you come back tomorrow, I will ask you anything. What's wrong? It's all right now!"
The boy smiled suddenly and blurted out: "Really?"
"When did I lie to you! Okay, go back soon!"
When Raksha heard the words, he jumped up from the ground with joy, subconsciously patted the dust on his body, made a grimace at the **** man, and left with a bounce.
"Tan Yu, do you think I dote on him too much." Chu Mengfan asked faintly as he watched the young boy leave.
"..." Tan Yu didn't expect Chu Mengfan to ask this for a while, and didn't know how to answer it.
"Forget it, why should I ask such things?" Chu Mengfan said somewhat self-deprecatingly, but immediately changed the conversation, and then said: "The power of Xiang Nantian is no longer what it used to be. Don't underestimate it, this time if it wasn't. I hid in a dense cave in the forest, I'm afraid life and death will be unpredictable."