Seeing Ruoyu's red lips opening and closing while saying such cold words, Jun Wuxuan thought that it was so uncomfortable to be misunderstood.

Especially what I suffered was her misunderstanding, and there was no way to explain it.

Just like this, he lowered his voice and said to Ruoyu: "Come out, I will talk to you."

Ruoyu, however, looked at Jun Wuya without moving, and after a while she said: "The prince is here to take his teacher and concubine back. What do you have to talk to me about? If the prince wants to talk to Shi

Let’s talk to the concubine, please wait a moment, she will be back in a while.”

As everyone knows, there is a little bit of jealousy hidden in these words.

Jun Wuya didn't say much. He pressed the sword on his waist again and squinted at Ruoyu to convey his meaning.

Seeing this, Ruoyu couldn't help but feel cold in her heart. What she disliked the most was his threat.

She also doesn't like his ruthlessness. Today's reunion, standing in front of her, takes full advantage of both.

Patting Wang Niqian's shoulder, Ruoyu said to the little girl: "Niqian, sister, go out for a while, don't worry."

Wang Niqian didn't say anything, but looked at Ruoyu and Jun Wuya intently, her eyes rolling at the two people, thinking in her heart, since her sister calls him Prince, then he must be her husband.

She really looks better than Mo Yize, but she seems a bit hard to get close to. I wonder if it will hurt my sister.

Originally, he wanted to stop Ruoyu, but suddenly he thought that if they just reminisced about old times, then his brother Wang Yitian would not have to marry her again.

Out of some selfish motives, he didn't say anything and let the two of them leave the house. Jun Wuya walked in front and Ruoyu followed behind, following his footsteps and walking in the direction without saying anything.

Ruoyu's eyes kept falling on his hand, feeling that the slender hand was like the one that disturbed her in her dream, but the thought flashed by too quickly, and another bitter look appeared on her face.

How could he be so gentle? What kind of heart does a person want to raise a sword to a girl of Wang Niqian's age?

Finally, Jun Wuxia spoke. Jun Wuxia stood under the shadow of the tree and said with an unclear expression: "Do you really want to marry Wang Yitian?"

Jun Wuxia asked if he wanted to, not if he wanted to. What he wanted to test was Ruoyu's attitude.

Because Jun Wuxia was standing in a dark place, the only thing he saw was the shining light on the sword on his waist. He became more and more worried and asked, "Do I have anything to do with you, Your Majesty?"

Jun Wuxia did not answer this question, and asked again in a lower voice: "I ask you if you really want to marry him?"

With such a tough attitude, there was no warmth at all, and for some reason a fire burst into her chest. Ruoyu frowned and said, "Yes."

The answer he gave against his will made him feel a little uncomfortable. After saying it, he waited for Jun Wuxia's attitude. He didn't know if he would be a little excited.

And he just stood there, very calm, listening to his own words

The wind blew through the treetops, and leaves slowly fell down, falling between the two of them.

Slowly, Jun Wuxia came closer, and just now he saw that the handsome expression was not very wild. Jun Wuxia pinched Ruoyu's chin with his fingers, raised the little face domineeringly, and spoke in a leisurely tone.

After uttering the words to himself, another gust of wind blew by, and more leaves fell and scattered all over the ground.
Chapter completed!