To be honest, she didn't want to accept Cang Xiyao's things at all, and she didn't want to owe him anything.
However, when faced with something from Yin Guo, even if it was just a table of food, she still did not have the heart to refuse.
The memory and attachment to her motherland have become the pillars of her life.
Facing Cang Xilin, she had to be fully armed, and on the one hand, she devoted herself to national affairs.
On the other hand, you must always prevent him from approaching.
Especially today, Cang Xilin actually abandoned the strategy of pressing forward step by step, and instead adopted the strategy of "attacking the heart first".
But to be honest, Cang Xilin succeeded.
——"I will unify the world as you wish and become a wise king."
"Then, I hope that you can become my woman, Cang Xilin."
Even if she doesn't care about his status as emperor.
But let me ask, is there any woman in the world who can completely ignore a man's wholehearted love?
When an emperor is willing to set up a harem of three thousand people for her, how can she refuse this deep love?
"Miss, miss, your wine..."
The frost reminds me.
Suddenly waking up, she realized that the wine glass in her hand was tilted to a subtle arc.
If you are not careful, the wine will be spilled.
He quickly straightened it up, then raised his neck and drank it all in one breath.
Seeing Baiyu Yueque like this, Hanshuang couldn't help but want to ask:
"What happened to you today?"
Bai Yuyue shook his head and said nothing.
She put down the cup and looked out the window.
Three years, I still have three years.
However, when he saw the tree, Bai Yuyue suddenly frowned.
"Is Cang Xiyao's foot injured?"
Inexplicably, she asked this question.
"Huh?" Hanshuang, who was immersed in eating, raised his head and thought for a while.
"It seems that when he jumped up and jumped on the rafters, he seemed a little uncoordinated."
Sure enough, he sprained his foot.
That's right, if he hadn't really sprained his foot, wouldn't he have been in trouble when facing the imperial doctor?
Turning around to look at the bed, I thought of the way this guy was stabbed by a wooden thorn yesterday, grinning.