Inside the brilliantly lit palace chamber, a broad White Jade Bed stood in the room, and a faint fragrance drifted through the air.
The White Jade Bed was in slight disarray. A graceful, bare figure lay upon it, her long black hair scattered across the sheets like ink spilled over white paper.
A thin quilt covered part of her, but it could not hide her alluring curves. One long, pale leg lay exposed, ending in a delicate foot that invited a lingering touch.
Damp strands of hair clung to her fair skin. Her skin, usually pale as fine jade, was now flushed, as though she had just been through intense exertion. Heat still rose faintly from her, and her skin gleamed with a light sheen.
"Mmm..."
After a long while, Asharuiya let out a soft, suggestive murmur. Her sleepy eyes slowly opened as she stirred awake.
Her gaze remained unfocused for a moment. Then she felt the exhaustion weighing on her body, frowned, and muttered under her breath.
"Damn it... bastard... you little brat..."
Under the Evil Dragon Armor Robe's strange side effect, Mo Xie had been like a bull... no, a monster was closer. He had seemed to have endless strength. If Asharuiya had not possessed the Healing Element and been able to recover at any moment, the pain might have made her pass out long ago.
Once she had gathered her thoughts, Asharuiya slowly rose from the White Jade Bed. The quilt slipped down, revealing her shapely figure.
Her pale neck was as graceful as a swan's, and her collarbones were delicate. But bright red marks dotted her smooth skin, impossible to miss.
The moment she sat up, pain ran through her body. Her brows drew together, and she could not help drawing in a sharp breath.
"What