Ning Qingxuan was cold to the point of near-unconsciousness, but she hadn't completely lost consciousness.
In a hazy, confused state, she could distinctly feel someone approaching her.
At first, she thought it was her father or someone from the Ning family, so she wasn't too worried.
However, when Xiao Chen approached, she sensed something was amiss, strained to lift her eyelids, and sneakily took a glance.
"Why is it him?"
Ning Qingxuan instantly became nervous and even thought she was hallucinating.
But even if it was a hallucination, why would it conjure up an image of him?
Moreover, this hallucination was too realistic!
"No, is it really him? How can he enter the ancient palace? He wouldn't be up to anything bad, would he?"
