[2] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 63.1 The Burning Spirit of War

After they stepped past the huge hall door with carved flowers on its top, You Wuming released his hand on Sang Yuanyuan’s wrist.

He turned back and slowly closed the hall door.

Sang Yuanyuan could not help but hold her breath. She felt that the hall was so quiet.

She is not afraid of him and not afraid of him doing anything to her, but his state at this moment is obviously a little abnormal. She can feel his heartbeat has been chaotic and his body has turned cold.

After closing the hall door, he didn’t move for a long time and only stood there quietly with his back to her.

Today, he is wearing a black robe with dark gold hidden embroidery on the neckline, cuffs and tail of the robe. In this slightly dimly lit hall, it sways and emits a little bit of cold shimmer.

There was no movement at all in his body, as if he had stopped breathing.

“You Wuming……”

She called him softly.

The voice with a little uneasiness in it echoed for a moment in the empty hall.

He finally turned around slowly.

“Little Mulberry, I want you now.” He said.

She looked at him dumbfoundedly, and did not respond to what he was saying for a long while.

Because his expression was so calm.

She moved her lips in a trance, and saw him walk to her front in just two steps, then horizontally hugged her to the inner hall.

The cloud bed was cold, the windows were closed, and the hall was dark. He didn’t mean to light a candle at all. After laying her flat on the cloud couch, he took out a jade token and looked at it for a moment before putting it beside the jade pillow and then began to undress.

The black robe slipped to the ground.

He hung his head and took off her clothes without saying a word.

His eyes were so empty, as if he had heavy thoughts.

She still didn’t have any preparations until his body covered hers.

She pursed her lips, put her arms around his neck lightly, and responded to him gently.

He was obviously inattentive, and from time to time he would unconsciously glance at the jade token next to his pillow, as if waiting for some news——she also couldn’t tell whether he wanted to wait for news or wanted to wait for no news.

Both of them were absent-minded.

His body was cold, as if he was doing a task mechanically.

In her heart, she was so anxious and doubtful that You Wuming at this moment made her once again unable to see through him. Just like the lunatic You Wuming at that time, who was always in chaos and could get sick at any time. She knew nothing about his emotions at this moment except that she was sure that he would not hurt her.

The dim light that came in from the outside completely disappeared now.

“You Wuming…” She whispered, “It’s been more than half a shichen.”

His movement paused.

And slowly lowered his head to look at her.

In the darkness, his eyes were like two stars burning with dark fire.

“Can’t stand it anymore?” He asked at last.

The voice is calm and dumb, but it’s not the kind of dumbness that was filled with darkness.

“Yeah. It hurts a bit.” She replied.

He raised his hand and stroked her forehead.

“Be good, soon…”

The jade token suddenly lit up.

In this dark and cold sleeping hall, the jade light that suddenly lit up is quite eye-catching.

The green light was reflected on You Wuming’s face and his eyes turned into two bright green fires. His expression was calm, but he looked like a vicious ghost.

He got up, put on a black robe on his back with a turn of his hand, then sat on the edge of the cloud bed and picked up the jade token, “Say it.”

A Gu’s voice came from the jade token: “Reporting to my Lord, another accident had happened. The time of death was less than an incense’s stick time.”

You Wuming asked coldly, “Is there any difference in the way of death?”

A Gu replied: “No!”

“I see.”

You Wuming crushed the jade token.

He threw a wisp of bright flame and lit the candle in the hall.

She closed her eyes, unable to adjust to the light for a moment.

He turned his head slowly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his smile was cold and ferocious.

“Little Mulberry, the Heart-Seeker, can’t tolerate us together.”

She was taken aback and shivered unconsciously. Her heart pounded as she looked at him in astonishment.

For a moment, she didn’t know what to say. She was a little frightened and at a loss.

“Are you scared?” He pulled his lips and smiled.