Wang Yue opened her eyes three months after Wang Ling sacrificed his blood essence for her. She woke up and weakly blinked her eyes and saw a handsome young man nursing her beside the bed.
The handsome young man had dashing looks and a valiant but sad air around him. The young man's skin was fair and jealousy-inducing for any woman to look at him. His eyes was peculiar, it was as if it could see through anything it gazes upon.
"Older brother?" Wang Yue asked weakly as she tried getting up from her bed. She didn't feel uneasy or discomfort as she got up. But felt cool and comfort instead.
Wang Ling heard Wang Yue's voice and turned to look at her getting up and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Wang Yue nodded her head before asking Wang Ling, "What happened to me?"
Wang Ling helped Wang Yue sit up from her bed and gently placed his hands on top of Wang Yue's head before explaining what happened.