However, the astonishment only lingered in Fu Youhan's eyes for less than two seconds.
After all, his Xixi is the notorious Dead Ghost, surely she also possessed extraordinary insight.
Fu Youhan directly climbed into Jiang Moxi's room.
Their eyes met, Jiang Moxi's gaze was cold and clear, devoid of any mundane smoke or emotional ripples.
It seemed like she had already perceived that Fu Youhan was outside the window just like that.
And Fu Youhan quickly looked over Jiang Moxi, seeing her in a loose nightgown, her long hair softly draping over her shoulders.
Her beautiful face was excessively pale, giving off a fragile vibe, and Fu Youhan felt a heart-wrenching pain.
At this moment, he just wanted to hold Jiang Moxi tightly in his arms, to truly feel her warmth and stabilize his heart that had been adrift for days.
But before he could step forward, Jiang Moxi spoke, "Leave through the corridor in two minutes, you can avoid all the guards."
