Tears slid down from the corner of her eyes, and Xiao Yinruo collapsed on the bed, her body trembling.
But she was horrified to find that the heat she felt from Mu Qingyue seemed to ignite completely at that moment, ushering in a true burn.
She couldn't help but prop herself up on the bed with both hands, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.
Her Empathy Technique mainly felt emotions, postures... Were Qingyue's emotions really this intense at that moment?
Intense enough to affect her own body?
As she thought about it, she suddenly tilted her head back, just like she did when she opened her mouth upon arriving at Yunqi Palace earlier.
Under a large tree a hundred meters away from the Yunqi Palace's bedchamber, Zhu Nanzhi sat on the ground, covering her mouth tightly, her azure eyes filled with disbelief.
Is this still the same cold and peerless Master who is revered?
