Min Moyou's memories flashed by in an instant. Caught up in the past, his grip on the Changmingsuo unconsciously loosened. Meanwhile, the medicinal powder inhaled by the Changmingsuo took an even firmer hold, draining the last dregs of strength from her body.
Taking advantage of Min Moyou's momentary distraction, she tried to hurl herself against him to inflict some damage, but she was simply too weak. Instead of a fierce attack, it looked more like she was desperately trying to snuggle up against him.
Yubing, who had already turned her face away, couldn't help pressing a hand to her temple at this sight. Lowering her eyelids, she curled her lip in disgust and muttered curses to herself:
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