Song Qingshu was instantly dumbfounded. What was going on?
Of course, he would not narcissistically assume that Xiaolongnü had been conquered by his masculine charm, that being so close to him and smelling his manly scent had made her whole body go limp—such nonsense.
Xiaolongnü had practiced techniques of purity and detachment since childhood. Even if she truly fell for a man, she would never lose control so badly.
Thus, upon noticing something strange about her body, Song Qingshu's first reaction was that she had suffered Qi Deviation. But he quickly ruled that out. From beginning to end, Xiaolongnü had not circulated her energy to resist. How could she have suffered Qi Deviation?
"Guo'er..." Xiaolongnü reached out to stroke Song Qingshu's cheek, gazing at him with watery eyes as she murmured softly.
"Why does she think I'm Yang Guo?" Feeling Xiaolongnü's soft little hand, Song Qingshu stiffened all over, unable to make sense of it.
What he did not know was that critically wounded people experienced all kinds of hallucinations while being treated with One Yang Finger. Back when Master Yideng treated Huang Rong's injuries, Huang Rong had a nightmare. She dreamed of Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Ke, and Qiu Qianren. One moment they roasted her in a furnace, the next they froze her with ice. Once her body had turned cold, they started warming her over a fire again...
Whether Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Ke, or Qiu Qianren, they had all been the people Huang Rong feared most at the time. What occupied one's heart appeared in one's dreams.
Xiaolongnü's nature was different from Huang Rong's. Enemies and friends alike were fleeting clouds to her; she had never taken them to heart. The only person in her heart was Yang Guo, so her dreams could only concern him.
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