C215 Chinese Snow Lotus Flower
Hong Zhong was taking Xia Yujie's pulse while she was lying on the bed. His face, which didn't have much of an expression on it, made Ouyang Xuechen feel anxious instead. In his heart, he saw Ouyang Xuechen's worried expression. Was this the legendary Prince Leng? He seemed a little childish for his wife.
"Little girl, your luck is really great." Xia Yujie raised her head to look at her face