Fuyuan Zhou lay down on the huge dragon bed, closed his eyes, and then felt a dense tingling sensation spreading from his temples to his entire head, as if he was being pricked by needles.
He skillfully circulated the strong zhenqi in his body, easing the discomfort he felt for the first time.
This bed was really too big and he felt a little cold. No wonder the emperor's brother had such an uneasy sleep on the first night.
He reached out his hand and hugged the stuffed rabbit, remembering the smiling face of the man in the market - only his reflection was reflected in his eyes at that time.
No one else but him...
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