Mu Zixiao squatted down, stretched out his arms, and hugged the hideous Nie Daiyu into his arms.

Everyone was taken aback by her movements, and Nie Daiyu, who was rolled up in a ball of cyan silk, was also wrapped in the cold smell, and her eyes widened for a while, and she stopped struggling, not knowing how to react.

Mu Zixiao took out a handkerchief, wiped her bloody face, and poured two hawthorn pills containing the small statue of Emperor Yuanwu into her mouth.

But the emperor's divine power is not a cure-all

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