Chu Yihan's heart felt as though it was being kneaded in someone's hand, torn at will, bleeding bit by bit. This extreme pain and panic made him tightly embrace Su Yingxue.
Su Yingxue was also terribly scared.
They hugged each other until the water in the bath turned cold, both of their bodies went icy, and their rationality gradually returned.
Su Yingxue, feeling cold, sneezed, and Chu Yihan immediately picked her up and changed her clothes.
He put her in the quilt. Su Yingxue hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to tell him, "Hubby, do you know about the past life..."
While she was speaking, Sun Wu's light voice came from outside, "Emperor, the morning court has ended, and three Lords have been waiting in the imperial study for a long time."
Seeing that Chu Yihan still hadn't come out, he had no choice but to remind him.
Chu Yihan's expression was solemn, he ignored Sun Wu and stared intently at Su Yingxue, "What about the past life?"
