Murong Wushuang saw everything in the window clearly and clearly while floating in mid-air.
Because she uses wind control, she doesn't make any sound even if she moves forward quickly.
Therefore, no one noticed her existence
Seeing the well mirror skimming out of the window, it rushed towards the villa.
When she was busy, she changed direction and spun around faster.
Raising his wind control skills to the limit, Murong Wushuang soon returned to the sky above Zizhuyuan.
She slipped into the room quietly, quickly took off her night clothes and got into bed.
Before the quilt was even warm, her room door had been pushed open violently.
"who?!"
Murong Wushuang pretended to wake up and sat up straight
The moonlight filtered in from outside the door, coating the tall figure standing by the door with a faint silver light.
Although the man's back was facing the light, he couldn't see his face clearly
Murong Wushuang still recognized Feng Manxiu from his appearance.
Is this guy's Qinggong so powerful that it's close to her Wind Control Technique?!
Surprise flashed through her heart, Murong Wushuang took a deep breath, and she asked coldly
"Why did the prince break into Wushuang's room in the middle of the night when he wasn't keeping watch over his mother and concubine in the Babel Tower?!"
Seeing that she was safe in bed, Feng Manxiu's heart dropped back to where it was before.
He closed the door and walked slowly to her bed. He resumed his usual lazy look.
"It's cold tonight, I'm just worried that your quilt isn't warm enough!"
As he spoke, he suddenly put a hand into her quilt
Feeling the warmth of her quilt, he slowly raised the corners of his lips
"Sure enough, it's not warm enough! You couldn't have just laid down!"
Knowing that he came back specially to investigate, Murong Wushuang did not rush
She raised her hand to grab the quilt and exposed his palms to the outside of the quilt. She spoke in a cold tone.
"Today is the memorial day of the prince, mother and concubine, and it is also the prince's birthday. For such a big day, please respect yourself!"
Hearing the word "birthday", Feng Manxiu's heart tightened involuntarily
Since childhood, everyone has known that today is the memorial day of the mother and concubine, but no one has ever thought of it.