After banishing a certain crown prince, Qiao Mu returned home, and like before, she climbed through the window and slipped back into bed.
She silently laid beside her mother. Although before Qiao Mu closed her eyes, she attempted to circulate the mystic energy inside of her and merge it into mystic conscious to push open the door of her inner world.
The pile of shining jewels and gold nearly blinded her eyes.
Our dear Qiao Mu sighed continuously and endeavored to urge her mystic conscious to transport a little gold piece out.
However…
A sting of pain shot through her head again, and the door of the inner world closed loudly without hesitation. Before the door closed, she could see the apparition of her mystic conscious laying steadily on piles of jewels, completely unmoving, as if it was paralyzed on the gold and silver mountain.
The corner of Qiao Mu's mouth imperceptibly twitched.
