In the Nine Springs Rest in Peace
The cave entrance was indeed very cold.
The night wind was cold again.
Yan Ruyu carefully took out his right hand. At this moment, his leg was a bit numb.
With a gentle pull, he pulled Zhao Shuning into his embrace.
It was a warm, fragrant and soft jade.
The aura of the young girl was especially enchanting.
All of a sudden, Yan Ruyu felt his Qi and blood surge up.
In his arms was a girl he had liked for so long. He would be lying if he said that he was not moved.
Yan Ruyu wasn't a saint, he also had bones and blood.
His heart would throb when he saw the pain of his beloved.
When he saw Zhao Shuning crying, he too wished he could suffer such a fate for her.
At this moment, Feng Zhan, who was in the Zhao residence, sneezed loudly. He entered the room and shook his head: "Could it be that someone is going to curse me to die?"
Thinking that it was impossible, he went back to sleep.