At the moment Xie Yunlu fell into the river, Ye Anxin felt a lightness in her body. Before she could react, she was already carried off the bridge by Mu Beiting, and the rope tied to her loosened and fell to the ground.
Ye Anxin quietly watched Mu Beiting, her eyes showing no emotional fluctuation.
Mu Beiting's deep eyes examined Ye Anxin from head to toe, asking with concern, "How do you feel?"
Ye Anxin still quietly looked at him without answering.
At this time, shouldn't those who narrowly escape death with their beloved tightly embrace and pour out their hearts to each other?
But Uncle's eyes are so calm; not only do they show no emotion, there isn't even a hint of concern!
Mu Beiting reached out to touch her forehead, realizing just then that it was burning hot. He hurriedly bent down to carry her in a princess hold and strode down the bridge.
