The morning breeze was blowing through the window, which was cool. Zhao Wanxi also felt a trace of coolness. She glanced at the long cloak hanging at the head of the bed, and hesitated for several seconds in her apricot eyes.

However, in my mind, the occasional indulgence of a man to her, the quilt she had covered, and the long cloak she had prepared before entering the dungeon were all recorded in my mind, just like a gushing river.

Finally, Zhao Wanxi stood up and covered the man's back with a long cloak.

Leng junao still closed his eyes and didn't move. He seemed to be really asleep.

Just as Zhao Wanxi was about to turn around, her rich and hoarse voice whispered: "Xi'er, I Decide to marry Princess Xiqi

He still closed his eyes, but what he said was to her.

Zhao Wanxi looks back and stares at the back of the man's head. His thick and hoarse voice is full of tiredness. It sounds tired!

However, this tired voice seemed to have an invisible penetrating power and hit Zhao Wanxi's heart.

She frowned. Why did she feel a little uncomfortable? It was reasonable for him to marry Princess Xiqi.

Zhao Wanxi tried her best to calm down her mood, but she said lightly: "congratulations to Nanlin emperor. Congratulations to Nanlin emperor. You and Princess Xiqi are in a good match. It's a match made in heaven!"

Her words export, the eagle eye that the man closes tightly suddenly opens, turn round to turn head, face to face up to her eyes.

His sharp eagle eyes, dark as deep, stare straight at Zhao Wanxi, the eyes straight at her back for a while.

However, Leng junao didn't say anything more. After a few seconds of silence, he nodded slowly and raised his eyebrows: "do you really care?"

Zhao Wanxi eyes calm water, the same slow nod: "should I care?"

What does he have to do with Princess Xiqi when he marries her? It really has nothing to do with her. Should she care?

The man's Hawk like eyes gradually become cold, thin lips slightly pursed, faint vomit out two words: "very good!"

With that, he stood up abruptly. Gao Daxin's long body exuded a stiff and cold breath. His eyes gradually slowed down and he moved away from her face. He strode for the door.

He looks as if he is angry!

Then, she clearly heard the man's loud voice outside the corridor: "come on! Pass on my will to marry Princess Xiqi in three days

His voice was loud and loud, even in the room.

Zhao Wanxi's lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of her mouth smoked. Her wedding day was set in three days. It's also Too fast!

Zhao Wanxi looked down. He didn't know when a boy had slipped out of bed. He could see the scene clearly.

"May I call you fairy sister?"

Some boy tilted his head and looked up at her seriously.

Zhao Wanxi was stunned, and then she reacted with Xiumei: "do you think I'm worthy of the title of fairy sister?"

A kid didn't like it, nodded heavily: "I can't match it any more!"

Zhao Wanxi see him so determined and stubborn small eyes, the same disapproval of the nod: "whatever you want!"

He can shout as he wants!

Anyway, for her, there is no loss, no pain, no less meat, just happy children.