Fu Shiyan bent his lips in a smile, his gaze shifting slightly.
The next second, he lay down beside Jiangli.
Jiangli was exceptionally tired now, as if she hadn't rested for hundreds of years.
Through their clasped hands, she was absorbing Fu Shiyan's qi without needing to worry about it.
Jiangli then closed her eyes wearily, "Mr. Fu, I'm going to sleep for a while…"
Fu Shiyan hummed in response, stretched out his left arm to pull the blanket over her, covering it on Jiangli as if afraid she would catch a cold.
Jiangli moved slightly, but soon, she fell soundly asleep.
She really was exhausted…
It was as if the fatigue of several hundred years had suddenly swept over her, and now she just wanted to sleep well and repair her Spiritual Bone.
Fu Shiyan watched her profile, his eyes growing deeper and deeper, gripping Jiangli's hand tightly.
Unseen, the two of them drew even closer to each other.