Her body was bound by layers of gray rope, her waist pulled into Ye Xuan's embrace. The two were pressed extremely close, and a strong, masculine scent filled Princess Qing's senses, making her entire body flush and her face turn red.
"I was being presumptuous."
Ye Xuan also felt the position was rather inappropriate. He quickly let go with his left hand, backed away, and withdrew the gray rope, rubbing his nose in embarrassment.
"It's nothing. Thank you for saving my life, sir."
Princess Qing bit her lip, but her expression gradually turned cold.
As the Holy Daughter of the Celestial God Palace, this was the first time she had ever been in such intimate contact with a man. She felt both ashamed and angry, but since Ye Xuan had done it to save her, she couldn't bring herself to say much.
"Oh, right. You're from the Moon God Palace, correct? I was wondering, is Yao Yue Martial Emperor doing well?"
