C52 Phantom Hand

Late at night, when Xuanyuan Yi returned to his room, he saw Helian Qi, who was wrapped into a silkworm, shivering in his blanket.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" After asking, Xuanyuan Yi felt that something wasn't right. Why did their conversation sound like what her husband had said when he saw that his daughter-in-law was still waiting for him?

Xuanyuan Yi frowned