"Who are you?" A cold and magnetic voice sounded. Feeling the coldness coming from the other hand, Beili Moxiye raised her eyebrows and gently pushed away the beautiful boy holding her hand.

With his hands, he tore off a piece of cloth from the clean clothes on the table beside him.

He walked back to the beautiful boy, sat on the edge of the bed, raised the beautiful boy's hand slightly, helped him carefully bandage the wound just now, and said softly, "You can call me Ye."

"Ye? I don't know you." The beautiful boy frowned and looked at the inhumanly beautiful Beili Moxi Ye.

"Ha, we know each other now, um, okay, the bandage is done." Bei Li Moxiuye smiled softly, picked up the beautiful boy's slender jade fingers tied with a bow and waved them in front of the beautiful boy's eyes.

"These are my clothes, you tore my clothes." The beautiful boy's blood-red eyes did not look at his own fingers, but still stared at Beili Moxiye.

"Uh, well, I'm here to help you bandage it." Beili Moxiye said with a guilty conscience. When she caught a glimpse of his blood-red eyes, she couldn't help but ask, "Then who are you?"

The beautiful young man frowned and said coldly, "My name is Mu Hanyu."

Beili Moxi raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, thinking, why is this name so familiar? It seems like he has heard it somewhere before. Well...where did he hear it before?

"Ah" Beili moxibustion Ye Qing cried out, turned around to look at the expressionless Mu Hanyu and said, "Mu Hanyu, the young master of Nanyang Palace?"

Mu Hanyu nodded coldly, still staring at Beili Moxiye. How long has it been since no one came to this place? He couldn't remember clearly. Even his father came less and less.

, was tortured by the cold all day long, and the medicine his father prepared for him could only make him fall into a coma. However, he did not expect that when he woke up this time, he actually saw this beautiful young man with a devilish smile in front of him, and he even kissed him gently.

The bandage seems to feel... very good.

Beili moxibustion night looked at Mu Hanyu with satisfaction and nodded, so it turned out that it was Mu Xiaotian, the master of Nanyang Palace whom his godfather mentioned before leaving the palace, and an only son named Mu Hanyu. No wonder it sounded like

So familiar.

However, looking at Mu Hanyu's cold look and his emotionless blood-red eyes, I can't help but feel a little worried. Although the disease is difficult to cure, it will not turn his eyes into blood-red, and even his temperament will change.

He was so indifferent, he could hardly compare with Xiao Yuan.

"Don't you usually go out?" Beili moxibustion night looked at Mu Hanyu curiously, but saw that Mu Hanyu's face became colder and colder. She originally thought that he would not answer, but Mu Hanyu said coldly

"No, I just haven't been out for a long time."

Beili Moxiye patted Mu Hanyu's shoulder gently, chuckled and said, "I will take you out to play in the future. Things outside are much more fun."

Beili Moxiye's bright smile seemed to have infected Mu Hanyu, and his face slowly softened, and he nodded lightly.

The cockcrow sounded outside, and Beili Moxiye remembered his purpose, but he didn't catch the black shadow, but he met such a stunningly beautiful young man.

"I'll come see you next time. It's almost dawn, so I have to leave first." Beili Moxiye said to Mu Hanyu with a smile on his face, turned around and left the room.
Chapter completed!