Due to the appearance of Zhou Jue and Ji Ziyan, Bai Ruozhu's plan to rescue Tang Feng was temporarily postponed; she still needed to observe more.
Zhou Jue woke up the next day; although very weak and temporarily unable to use his inner strength, he survived.
When he opened his eyes, he only felt his throat was dry as if on fire, and his chest hurt terribly.
However, it seemed like he was holding something in his hand, something hard and warm.
He tried hard to open his eyes to see clearly, only to find another hand in his grasp, with clear joints, the hand he often held.
When he moved, the nearby Ji Ziyan noticed immediately and exclaimed with delight, "You're awake? How are you feeling? I'll go get Bai Ruozhu."
He quickly got up, but his hand was tightly held by Zhou Jue.
"Didn't you hate me? Why come back?" Zhou Jue asked, pulling a face.
"I..." Ji Ziyan choked, it seemed he had no impression of that passionate night, maybe he was confused, thinking it was just a dream.
