Liu Ye closed his eyes. The expected coldness did not come, but was replaced by warmth like a spring breeze. The smell of Chunchun's dew and nectar lingered in his nose. He opened his eyes first a crack, and then slowly opened them. There was doubt in his silver eyes. Who is this person?

After holding Liuye and falling to the ground, Zi Qingge just lowered her head and looked at the person in her arms, her purple eyes looking straight into the depths of her silver ...