Sheng Ling had been unconscious for three days and three nights. After he woke up, Liu Xuelan examined him and found that he had no offensive power. She then asked someone to loosen the shackles on him.
"Are you alright?" Yu qinghuan asked after they left.
"I feel like Yingluo has no strength left."
"It's good that you're still alive!" Yu qinghuan pounced on him, hugged him, and cried.
Sheng lingren pushed her away, cupped her face, and kissed her.
This time, they didn't need to be drugged, and the two of them took the initiative to roll on the bed.
After it ended, the two of them were still "communicating" under the blanket.
Sheng Ling wrote on Yu qinghuan's palm. I'm fine now.
Yu qinghuan asked,"are you alright?"
Shengling: "I really didn't have any strength just now. They didn't find anything unusual when they checked. But now, I feel like I'm filled with power, as if a demon was sealed in my body.
