The man took two steps forward, smiled and took her hand, kneading and caressing it gently like a lover, "It was this hand that hurt me just now? Do you know what will happen to anyone who hurts me?"
He Xi slowly calmed down her breathing. The pain in her internal organs made her face as pale as rice paper.
The man grasped her delicate little hand with his warm and powerful fingers, and the thin calluses on his fingertips rubbed against her delicate skin, bringing a tingling and numb feeling that made her shudder.
He Xi moved her wrist slightly, trying to break free from the man's control, but her body was pulled hard into his arms.
"Last time, a self-righteous woman pointed a sword at me in public in order to arouse my interest? Then, she could no longer lift the sword." The deep voice carried a bit of evil and danger, and slowly exhaled into her ear, "Little girl, do you think I should cripple your hand or all the meridians in your body?"
"If you want to destroy me, just destroy me. Why say so much? Do you think I will beg you?" He Xi raised her head and sneered. Her face was bleak, but her eyes were as bright as stars, full of stubbornness and arrogance, without a trace of retreat.
The man's heart was slightly moved. For a moment, he seemed to be imprinted with something by these eyes. The lake of his heart, which had always been calm and condensed, inexplicably began to ripple.
He couldn't help but chuckled. The pressure on him faded away, and his voice contained a bit of helplessness: "You are so young, why are you so stubborn?"
He Xi frowned and was about to retort when he suddenly felt a pure essence flowing into his body along his held wrist vein and instantly spread throughout his body.
The cool breath, with a domineering feeling, quickly traveled through her body until it reached her dantian. The pain that was about to tear her internal organs apart disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a refreshing feeling that made her feel so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.
"What are you doing?" He Xi was surprised. Was this person healing himself
But what responded to her was the man's extremely shocked expression. He held Hexi's wrist tightly, his expression changing constantly. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I heard that the third lady of the Nalan Mansion, Nalan Hexi, was diagnosed as a waste who could not practice since she was a child, so she was abandoned in this mountainous area with thin spiritual energy. Are you really the waste Nalan Hexi in the rumors?"
He Xi was suspicious in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He said calmly, "Didn't you already investigate my identity and background before following me here? Besides, who else could I be if not Nalan He Xi?"
Humph! This body is definitely Nalan Hexi's, and there has never been a precedent of reincarnation in this world. As long as she denies it, no one can say that she is not Nalan Hexi!
The man laughed softly, his voice full of amusement: "Haha, what a waste who can't practice. There are so many blind people in the world."
He Xi was shocked and asked repeatedly: "What do you mean by that?" The little face which had been calm all the time finally showed a trace of fluctuation.
The warm palm suddenly grasped her chin, the man leaned down, stared into her clear phoenix eyes, and said slowly: "Nalan Hexi, right? This king will remember you, I believe we will see each other again soon."
"Who are you?"
As soon as He Xi asked the question sternly, he felt a sudden change in the air, and the man who was standing in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The candlelight flickered in the whole room, but she was alone, solitary, as if the strange man who had just appeared was just her illusion.
Bastard! He Xi cursed inwardly, gritted his teeth, lay back on the bed, and flashed back to the space. (To be continued)