C74 Cataplexy

Just when everyone thought that Murong Xun had already recovered, no one noticed that there was a small, light-gray mark on her forehead.

With the passing of time, this light grey imprint deepened.

At two in the afternoon, Murong Xun woke up.

"Cousin Xun Er, you've woken up. Come here, I just cooked some millet congee."

She quickly went over and helped Murong Xun up