After speaking and listening, both of them fell into silence for a long time.

"Qingzi? Say something." Chu Mu broke the silence.

Ye Qingzi raised her face, stared at Chu Mu, then lowered her head, buried it in Chu Mu's arms, and whispered: "Sure enough, this will happen..."

Chu Mu was stunned. Ye Qingzi meant that she had already guessed it?

"Chu Mu, do you know that you have the habit of talking in your sleep?" Ye Qingzi said softly.

"Talking in your sleep?" Chu Mu looked at Ye Qingzi in confusion.

"Many times when I was asleep, I was awakened by your soulless voice." Ye Qingzi murmured.

"Chu Mu, actually I have always wanted to ask you, is it in your dreams that you returned to the sleeping world of the Immortal City countless times, and then witnessed Princess Jinrou dying in front of you again and again, watching her fall in a pool of blood?

…”

Ye Qingzi's words stunned Chu Mu.

The scene on the mysterious mountain peak was deeply engraved in Chu Mu’s mind:

The long black hair spread out, the lingering look in her eyes at the end, the red blood flowing... She fell in a pool of blood, so beautiful that it was suffocating.

... No matter how well he hides it, he pretends that he just feels sorry for her.
Chapter completed!