Ye Xiyue obediently closed her eyes, her thick and long eyelashes casting a light shadow under her eyelids.
The skin is like gelatin and the complexion is clear and beautiful.
In this silent night, with her eyes closed, she lost the sharpness and cunningness, and became a little more tranquil.
Probably because she was really tired this day, or because he was by her side, Ye Xiyue quickly fell asleep, and her breathing became shallow and long.
Emperor Shitian's eyes swept across her face carefully, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.
Just by staying beside her quietly like this, without saying a word or doing anything, I already felt that my heart was full.
He did not go to rest on the small couch next to him, but sat down directly on the edge of the bed, half leaning on the edge of the bed, bending one leg, putting one hand on the corner of her quilt and the other on her knees.
There is a hint of laziness between the noble and unparalleled eyebrows.
For a moment, he remembered something and murmured in a very low voice:
"...Nine Spirit Pagodas..."
The low voice was scattered in the night wind and could not be heard.
...
Mu Lingzhi returned to his residence and as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw someone sitting in the room.
It's Xuan Hai.
Hearing the movement, Elder Xuanhai raised his eyes and looked over.
Mu Ling was stunned:
"Xuanhai? Why are you here?"
Elder Xuanhai snorted: "You don't know why I came?"
His sharp eyes quickly swept over Mu Lingzhi, making sure that there seemed to be nothing unusual about him, and he breathed a sigh of relief:
"Is everything okay?"
"Well, everything is as usual."
Mu Lingzhi nodded.
Elder Xuanhai also spat out the remaining half of his breath.
"That's okay, that's okay. I told you earlier, you just think too much. No matter how crazy those people are, they won't choose to take action at this time!"
Mu Lingzhi sat down next to him and after hearing this, he was noncommittal.
"It's always better to be careful."
There are a lot of lunatics in this world.
"The dean hasn't left seclusion yet, so you and I are responsible for the Nine Spirit Pagoda. If it's a weekday, that's fine, but these days are special, so we have to be cautious."
Elder Xuanhai knew that he had always been like this, and what he said was very reasonable, so he said nothing more and nodded in agreement.
After getting the answer he wanted, he stopped lingering and stood up to leave.
"Tomorrow is the final, and Si Han and Xi'er will play again. If nothing happens, I will go back and rest first. I still have to brace myself for tomorrow's events."
As he spoke, Elder Xuanhai yawned and walked outside.
Mu Lingzhi suddenly remembered something:
"By the way, Xuan Hai, do you feel that there is something wrong with that Song Yihan?"
Elder Xuanhai paused and looked back in confusion.
"Something's wrong? Which aspect are you talking about?"
Mu Lingzhi sat in the chair, frowning slightly, tapping his fingers on the armrest, as if deep in thought.
"His strength is much more powerful than expected. It has exceeded his own realm."
Elder Xuanhai laughed:
"You're talking about this? Although this is rare, it's not unheard of. Look at Xi'er, isn't she the best example?"
Song Yihan's reputation as a dark horse has long been spread, and it seems that he is expected to have such combat power if he thinks about it carefully.