Chapter 62
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Phoenix Perch Palace
After Shen Yueji returned from Diao Yang Palace, she lay on the bed and slept soundly.
Double Happiness called her a few times, but she was still in a daze and ignored him.
In the end, Double Happiness could only give up and let her sleep.
In the latter half of the night, after sleeping for a whole day, Shen Yueji was finally awakened by the rumbling hunger in her stomach.
She placed her hand on the corner of the bed and opened her eyes. She slowly got up from the bed.
It was night.
There was no light in the hall.
It was pitch black and she couldn't see her fingers.
Something was wrong with the touch of her hand, causing her entire body to tremble. As her hand slowly moved upwards, she felt a familiar warmth and a familiar aura. She didn't know why, but when she woke up the next day, she felt a sense of terror and panic, just like her previous self.
The night was dark.
She couldn't see the man's face. She could only tell from his strong and cold body that it was a man.
And it was a very familiar man.
She placed her hand on the man's chest and stopped groping. Her body suddenly trembled and her eyes were red. The sudden surge of fear brought her back to her previous self.
The man's slender fingers flashed a thin ray of light.
Soon, the light was switched on and everything in the hall was brightly lit.
Shen Yueji saw the man's face clearly. As usual, he was handsome and incomparable.
Thousands of words couldn't even describe a tenth of his handsome appearance.
Her eyes were red and her frail body trembled slightly. Her hand was still on his chest.
A pair of eyes filled with infinite pain, like a helpless bird whose wings had been broken.
"Mo … Mo Wushang …"
The woman's frightened expression was not the same face, but it was the same expression and panic. It made the man's heart ache.
He only wanted to confirm something. He didn't expect that because he wanted to confirm something, he would hurt her unknowingly.
He knew that it was his fault that made her so afraid.
With a gloomy face, he got off the bed and strode out of the hall until his figure disappeared.
His mind was haunted by the woman's panicked expression, which was mixed with hatred and anger.
The wound on his hand tore open and blood flowed out. He didn't feel any pain. He stood alone in front of the window, letting the cold wind blow across his cold face.
It's her …
He confirmed it.
In this world, no one understood her better than he did.
He should have realized it earlier.
She was really back.
His large hand clenched tightly. His eyes were filled with many complicated emotions. Once they were exposed, it would be difficult to retrieve them.
She didn't say anything, but who else could have acted as thoroughly as she did just now?
That was the feeling of helplessness after experiencing it once. It was like sprinkling salt on the unhealed wound of the heart.
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After standing outside for an unknown period of time, Mo Wushang turned around and entered the inner hall.
The woman had already put on her clothes and got up from the bed. She sat on the chaise lounge in a dignified manner.
Seeing him come in, her lips moved.
He pretended to be calm after losing his composure, "Regent, have you not sobered up from the wine you drank during the day? Did you take the bed of Phoenix Perch Palace to be the bed of Diao Yang Palace? "
Mo Wushang did not speak. He walked to the round chair opposite her and sat down.
Shen Yueji's heart rose and fell. It would be a lie if she said she wasn't angry.
What did this man mean? It was the middle of the night. Not to mention the middle of the night, when she woke up, it was pitch black and she touched a cold thing. Not to mention that she had experienced it before.
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