In this world, many things are relative: tall to short, fat to thin, sweet to bitter, ice to fire. The backlash from heaven and earth on Mu Qian is the price he pays for living in this world. Only by merging with a female with all positive blood types can he truly suppress the cold in his body.
Of course, not just any female with all positive blood types would do; only those with Yin Blood can withstand the Yin Cold Energy within him.
An Ying's gaze fell beneath Lan Ling's nose, deliberately avoiding her eyes. "Mr. Ding says there will be rain tonight; there is still some time before the full moon appears."
"Is that so? Looks like even the heavens are helping us."
Though Lan Ling said this, she was still worried. She stared intently at the door, muttering to herself, "Jiaren, at such a crucial moment, you must gather your strength! You must wake up soon, otherwise, I will have let you down."
An Ying's brow twitched, "What are you thinking now? The lord won't agree."
