The cold moonlight was faint and soft, which was like the flowing water. It shone through the window into the room, dappling the blue bricks on the ground.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the room.

Xuanyuan Mo stood in front of the arhat bed quietly. When he saw the soundly sleeping woman on the bed, his cold eyes instantly became soft.

She got a lot thinner. He had met her yesterday but he felt that he hadn't seen her for a long ...