There was still no news from Master Sikong. One night, as Xie Qiqi lay in bed, someone knocked gently on her door.
Xie Qiqi hurriedly threw on an outer garment and opened the door. Moyuan slipped inside, and she immediately caught the sharp scent of medicinal balms clinging to him. Her heart sank, and she asked instinctively, "My Lord, are you hurt again? Is it serious?"
Moyuan’s body stiffened. His eyes darkened for a moment, and his hand brushed briefly against his waist before he let it fall.
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