It's a pity that in such a situation where she couldn't see anything, there was no mirror for her to properly check her own complexion.
"I think I've fallen for you."
Nan Yuesheng's eyes widened, her voice nasally, "You..."
"But I don't want to wrong you by making you a concubine. You said a concubine is just a mistress between a man and his legal wife, and you don't want to live that kind of life. How could I let you become the very person you least want to be?" His voice was deep, "I'll send you back."
Before Nan Yuesheng could say a word, she felt the world spin, and she was back in the mortal world, in bed.
When she opened her eyes, she saw he was still there.
She sat up, "Mohan..."
"You and Ningyi must live well." He withdrew his gaze, "I'm going back."
Nan Yuesheng hastily grabbed his hand, and Xu Mohan stiffened as he looked at her.
