Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She blinked quietly.

He didn't mention a word about what happened last night.

The Great Khan looked for her last night, but she didn't show up, and she didn't know what happened in the end.

Will he help her deal with it?

Has it been dealt with?

As she was thinking about it, she heard him say: "There are a lot of snowstorms and sandstorms outside these two days. If you have nothing to do, move around less and stay in the felt tent as much as possible."

"If you have anything to do, arrange for them to do it, you know?"

"..." She opened her mouth, "Then the second prince..."

He held her hair back and said in a calmer tone, "He broke it himself, it's none of your business."

It means, I have to protect her.

He would protect her no matter what.

The little princess's eyes lit up.

"real?"

"Then the Great Khan won't ask me to accuse me?"

of course not.

Here, he has the most say.

"He himself is useless, who can blame him?"

His Royal Highness the Prince's understatement settled the matter.

No matter what the facts are, in short, he has himself to blame.

No wonder the little princess.

Her Royal Highness the Princess tilted her head.

"What are you..."

"Help me?"

"..." He remained silent.

The hand that had been on her waist slowly pulled down her clothes.

The medicine was on, but she hadn't noticed yet.

He only kept his eyes open and turned to stare at him.

Like a kitten that got some candy.

"Yes or no?"

"You are just helping me and don't want me to be punished, right?"

"..."

The pain in her waist has eased a lot, and the bruises on her waist have also faded.

When you have the strength, just throw him down and get on top of him.

"You clearly like me, but you still don't admit it."

If you don't like her, why should you help her?

Let her fend for herself, why do you do this for her?

"Huh? Really?"

Her fair and beautiful face came closer to him.

Those smart and clean eyes, clear in black and white, reflected his peach blossom eyes.

She expressed her joy very proactively and straightforwardly.

Bright, mixed with fine honey light.

The lips are bright red.

Enthusiasm goes too far.

Adal Khan was pushed back by her, and he put his long arms around her waist.

This time it was much lighter and no force was used at all.

As if he was afraid of hurting her again.

It's rare for a man as rough as steel to have such a relaxed attitude.

She rushed over, hugged his neck, and looked at him with burning eyes.

He didn't look at her, his dark eyes looked in another direction.

He didn't meet her eyes that were so hot that they could burn everything. His cold and rough eyebrows were plain and without too much emotion.

It's hard to figure out what he is thinking.

He said: "Do you really want to marry me?"

"Have you figured it out?"

The little princess stared at him, forgetting his bullying last night and forgetting that she should still be angry.

Nod seriously, very hard.

"I just want to marry you, only you in this life."

"Think clearly?"

"Um!"

"Really like me?"

"Um!"

"Won't you regret it?"

"Um!"

"What if you regret it?"

"……What?"

"What if after we get married, you find that I am not who you imagined and regret marrying me?"

"..." The little princess looked at him blankly.

What do you mean it's not what she imagined?

What should he be like?

He is very clear and speaks quickly.

"We can't just leave everything to you, can we?"

It’s not that she got married if she wanted to, or regretted the marriage if she wanted to.

There has to be one thing, he has the final say.

"..."