Gu Bailu stood outside for a while, refreshed by the cold wind.

　　 Suddenly, Feng Qingtian dragged her into the pit and into his arms.

　　 “You’re almost frozen, and you still won’t come in?” Feng Qingtian held her hands.

　　 He frowned at the cold sensation.

　　 The woman was truly willful.

　　 He covered Gu Bailu with the grass and crawled out of the pit.

　　 “Get some sleep. You’ll be fine tomorrow.”

　　 Gu Bailu didn’t speak, and watched him block the pit so that it was pitch dark.

　　 It was less cold without the wind, but Gu Bailu couldn’t fall asleep.

　　 When she finally did, she dreamt.

　　 Right before she saw the face of the man who launched a sword at her, she woke up.

　　 When she fell asleep again, she dreamt of the necklace which her mother had taken from her. It seemed to be in the shape of a lotus flower, and it vanished in the magma of hell.

　　 She didn’t know why her mother threw it away.

　　 When she woke up in the morning, the sun was already high in the sky.

　　 She was lying on Feng Qingtian’s shoulder. He was sleeping peacefully.

　　 His face was even more handsome.

　　 If he wasn’t connected to her nemesis, she could never dislike that face.

　　 Gu Bailu stood up, but the world spun, and she collapsed on top of Feng Qingtian.

　　 Something hard dug into her abdomen.

　　 Embarrassed, Gu Bailu struggled to get back to her feet, only to discover that she didn’t have any strength.

　　 She was completely dizzy.

　　 “Gu Bailu, are you seducing me?” Feng Qingtian’s erotic voice rang out.

　　 Gu Bailu knew very well that the man had been provoked.

　　 The giant thing underneath her was certainly proof.

　　“I… I can’t stand properly. The world is spinning.”

　　 She felt as if she was standing on a globe.

　　 Feng Qingtian touched her forehead and frowned. “Why is it so hot?”

　　 “Get me out of this place. I don’t want to die here.”

　　 Gu Bailu clung to Feng Qingtian’s neck and pulled on it in a fury.

　　 She wouldn’t have this fever if the man hadn’t brought her to this place.

　　 She didn’t have any spiritual power in the first place, and she had just recovered from severe wounds.

　　Feng Qingtian supported her and helped her stand up. “You’ll live.”

　　 Looking at her clothes that had been torn apart, Feng Qingtian covered her with his clothes.

　　 He waved his hand, and they appeared in a classroom at Cloud Mirror Academy.

　　 “Ahhhh…”

　　 People screamed.

　　 “Who are you? You…”

　　 The twenty students in the classroom were yelling.

　　 Ouyang Yin rubbed his forehead helplessly. “Prince Zi, how can you show up like this?”

　　 Feng Qingtian, half-naked, was carrying Gu Bailu, who was covered in his robe. He was also wearing messy bandages.

　　 His loose hair and drowsy eyes suggested that he had just woken up.

　　 The person in his arms was obviously a woman.

　　 Gu Bailu was even dizzier when she heard the screams.

　　 “What happened?”

　　 Gu Bailu lifted the cape covering her head and took a look.

　　 She saw more than twenty pairs of eyes staring back at her.

　　 Also, there were desks and cabinets. Was this… a classroom?

　　 She turned around and looked at Feng Qingtian.

　　 She suddenly felt even hotter.

　　 Damn it. Feng Qingtian was in nothing but his underwear.

　　 What an exhibitionist!