The night was quiet, and the only sound in the room was the crackling of candles burning.

Zhou Jing's consciousness was weak, and his breathing seemed to be absent.

There are many cracks in the flesh and skin on the body, but fortunately, the medicine was applied in time and the bleeding has stopped.

In the distance, the sound of the temple bell being rung could be faintly heard.

His body is getting lighter and lighter.

The remnants of consciousness weakened, and the memories he didn't want to recall were like beasts, devouring them menacingly.

"Your Highness, why are you here again?"

Master Miao Yin flicked the Buddhist beads in his hand:

Chapter 107 of "After Marrying the Crazy Prince Chongxi" Don't stand and talk without backache I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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