"If you don't believe me, come here and touch my hand to see if it's warm?" Xi Jianliying said with a half-smile.
Slowly stretched out his slender arms.
Feiyue looked nervously at Xijian Liying.
His Royal Highness still has the same smile, evil and sinister. But his beauty makes the sun and moon shine, and his temperament is unparalleled.
He has followed him for many years and is very familiar with every expression on his face.
This smile can only belong to His Royal Highness.
Although he had thought about the possibility of pretending to be a corpse, he saw him appear in front of her full of life.
There was still a faint glimmer of hope in his heart.
Thinking of this, he finally mustered up the courage to step forward.
There was still a tremor in her voice: "Your Highness, no matter you are a human or a ghost, as long as you can come back to see Fei Yue, Fei Yue will be satisfied."
Listening to his words, a hint of emotion appeared in the eyes of Xi Jian Liying and Yan Ran.
After saying that, she walked up to him and put her hand in his palm.
As soon as she touched his palm, a look of excitement appeared on Feiyue's originally pale face.
Then, she grabbed his hand more tightly without confidence.
The warm temperature and the slightest trace of damp sweat on the palm conveyed the breath of a living person.
Feiyue looked at her palms in disbelief, her mouth opening wider and longer.
He raised his head and looked at Xi Jianliying hugging Yanran.
Seeing them both looking at him with smiling eyes.
Finally, as if mumbling in his sleep, he whispered: "Your Highness, you and the Crown Princess are alive?"
"Yes, he's alive!" Xijian Liying raised her lips and smiled, teasing: "King Yama didn't take us in and sent us back again?"
"So, this is not my misunderstanding?" Feiyue's eyes were filled with tears of excitement.
Xi Jian Liying tapped his head with her finger and said, "Hey, when did I ever lie to you?"