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After Ye Wei returned, she slept extremely well. Mo Jue's hypnosis took an immense toll on her and she was mentally depleted. Before she could think too much, she fell into a deep sleep.

As for Mo Jue, he could not sleep the whole night and watched her until the sun rose. His heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he was unable to sort out his own feelings, his mind too cluttered.

When Ye Wei came down the stairs the next morning, breakfast had been prepared. Mo Jue was waiting for her to come down. Ye Wei noticed that he seemed tired and scooted before him. "You were insomniac last night?"

His eyes were not the liveliest, and what was most special was that his purple eyes were not as clear as before; they were dark and had a few hints of blood. People not in the know would assume that he had not rested for days.