"Manman, you have to prove that we are not weak people, you have to create miracles... His Majesty A has taken office, you have to use him and take advantage of his unpreparedness... Grandpa is no longer able to do it, there is no need to avenge his grandfather, because..." The king of R country, Wu Xueman's grandfather Wu Qiou left, left peacefully, and the smile on his face remained until the cremation.

Wu Xueman supported her chin with one hand, looking at the distance with blurred eyes. Her black hair like a mandala was blown up by the breeze, brushing her delicate face. Her eyelashes like butterfly wings gently covered her evil eyes, and a smile appeared on her lips. Her other hand gently folded the corner of the page in her hand, rubbing the words on the page, "Wait for the time being, grandpa, it seems that your lifelong Yingwei is about to be swept the floor... Ou Jijue is definitely not a weak person."

Her voice was very soft, so soft that she almost sighed at the cherry blossoms blooming beside her.

The flowers moved slightly. Wu Xueman opened the demonic eyes and quickly closed the book with her fingers, "Who?"

"Manman, it's me." A girl walked out of the flowers, her skirt danced lightly among the bushes, and her black shawl slightly curly hair brushed past her pretty face with naughty eyes, her watery eyes were innocent, and her pink lips were quietly pouting, "Manman, I heard that you proposed to Jue again?"

Wu Ruoman stared at the girl - Princess of X Country Yan Sabai, who was her only friend... She slowed down her nervousness a little, "Yeah."

"Manman, I don't understand, why are you persistent in confessing to Jue?"

Wu Ruoman stood up, gently brushed a rose with his pretty hands and sniffed it slightly. Why should he be so persistent? It's for the sake of the country! Then, he pulled the rose hard and squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand. When he opened it again, the rose petals in the palm of his hand were already damaged. Her fingers had been pierced by the thorns of the rose, and the enchanting blood oozed out of the palm of his hand, "No, why."

"I have known Jue for a long time, and Jue's coldness is well known." Yanshabai also stood beside Wu Ruoman, lowered his head to smell the fragrance of flowers, "Do you, Manman, don't you want to know how to capture Jue's heart?"

Her hands trembled slightly, and the damaged petals of her palm also slid to the ground. She brushed her long, straight black hair, clamped her fingers over the book on the stone table and turned around, "If you want to say, please say it. If you don't want to say, don't force it."

When he watched Wu Ruoman brushing her long hair and the birthmark on her neck exposed, his lips moved slightly, "For special people, use a special confession method."

He paused, "I understand."

Yan Shabai looked at Wu Ruoman's back as he was gone, and his pretty hands unconsciously rubbed his neck, with inexplicable emotions rippling in his eyes.
Chapter completed!