This woman doesn't seem like a stunning beauty at first glance, but the more you look, the more captivating she becomes.
"Everyone, leave." Changtian swept his gaze around, and the maids and guards at the door obediently left. He slowly walked towards her, but couldn't help his heart from beating rapidly.
Closer, very close now.
He stopped beside her, looking down from this angle, he could almost see the faintly blue arteries on her slender, fair neck, like tendons hidden in white jade.
She was still ill, her body hadn't recovered.
Changtian discreetly took a breath and reached out to touch the top of her head.
Just before he was a few inches away from her dark hair, Ning Xiaoxian suddenly lifted her head, extended her delicate hand and said, "Help me up, my legs are numb from sitting cross-legged." There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.
He blinked, of course he answered, "Alright," and reached out to assist her.
