Mo Youxian's face turned black immediately, and he approached Shen Jingli gradually. The situation seemed familiar to him. Shen Jingli's deep fear was shown by Mo Ziyin's gloomy face. She looked at the face in front of her, which gradually changed into Xuanyuan Luo's. No, it was Xuanyuan Luo. Shen Jingli's body kept trembling and his face turned pale. "Your Majesty, I dare not do that." Shen Jingli spoke these words like a devil, and then fainted.
When Shen Jingli woke up, it was as dark as ink outside. Shen Jingli opened his dark eyes and saw the high suspended beam. Shen Jingli felt a headache and collapsed. He even dreamed of Xuanyuan Luo.
Shen Jingli turned around and found Mo Ziyin sitting by the bed, staring at Shen Jingli. Seeing Shen Jingli wake up, his eyes were filled with joy.
