In the Xuelan House of Prince Zhan's mansion.

Xuanyuan Mo was sitting in the bathing bucket. The clear bite mark on his right shoulder was discernible in the water. He stroked the bite mark gently in a trance.

He couldn't remember anything about the bite mark. He had no idea who left it on his shoulder.

As he suddenly thought of her touching the bite mark tearfully, he felt his heart aching. Why did he have some weird feeling every time he saw ...