At midnight, rain suddenly began to fall outside the window.
Through the quiet of the room, the cold rain pierced the night, which was as deep as the sea, and struck the paulownia leaves under the eaves. Water droplets splashed, seeping the chill of late autumn into the bedchamber.
Pei Hengyu was held in Yuwen Junan’s arms. The cold blood of the Little White Dragon and the spiritual power of Yuwen Junan collided ceaselessly within him. The divine power of the dragon's blood was far too overbearing; while it repaired his internal injuries, it also attempted to reshape his muscles and bones. However, this clearly encroached upon the spiritual power flowing through his meridians. The dragon's blood and the spiritual power refused to yield, warring against one another inside Pei Hengyu’s body. Yet, as both the dragon's blood and the spiritual power were gifts from outside his own body, they both fell silent after hours of mutual attrition.
Chapter 139