Steal the world

Chapter 48 Waking Up in Another Prince's Bed
"Hey, I've already paid off your debt, yet you fainted in front of me again!"

Stretching out his slender fingers, the boy in white gently shook her shoulder.

Yun Duo'er's body swayed with his strength, but there was no reaction at all.

"Could it be that I owed you in my previous life!" The white-clothed boy raised his lips mockingly, "Well, even if you had to pay it back last time, this time, let's pay it off again!"

Stretching out his arms to hold Yun Duo'er's thin body horizontally, the boy in white fled away from the alley.

Inside the wall, in Yunyang City famous Confucian Liu Ruochang's academy for seeking knowledge.

I don't know who whispered:

The golden wind and jade dew meet,
It wins but countless

……

This time, Yun Duo'er slept for a long time.

In the dimness, it seemed that someone poured bitter and astringent soup into her mouth.

It looked as if someone had helped her change into her wet, dirty clothes.

Her belly was hot, but her skin was terribly cold, as if separated by a layer of muscles and bones, there were two worlds.

For a while, Yun Duo'er almost thought that she would die like this.

Whenever the two worlds were about to collide, there was a soft force coming from her back.

It seems that the wind of Hexi neutralizes the contradiction between hot and cold that cannot be tolerated.

The coldness and heat slowly subsided.

Yun Duo'er's consciousness became clearer little by little.

Opening her eyes, she saw a familiar pair of eyes.

Translucent dark brown, like aged amber, a little her is faintly reflected in it.

"A hundred miles of scorching sun?!"

She called out his name in astonishment.

"Oh?!" Baili Jiaoyang gently rubbed his chin, "It seems that you already know my identity, that's good, save me from introducing myself again! Now, how do you feel!"

Could it be that she has returned to the Prince Yi's Mansion, where the sun is shining for hundreds of miles? !

Yun Duo'er quickly looked around.

The eyes are full of soft light silver, not like the style of a sunny day in a hundred miles.

"Where is this?!"

she asked softly.

(End of this chapter)