Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Adele Khan suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek.

"Can't do it?"

he asked rhetorically.

"I can't do it, my leg is broken?"

"...?"

He didn't know why, but he always thought that she would regret the marriage.

Her Highness the Princess, who was innocent and ignorant of the dangers of people's hearts, looked at him blankly.

"Can't do it...just let it be done?"

"I won't regret my marriage."

She added, "I like you, so I won't regret the marriage."

Adele Khan snorted with unknown meaning, as if he was laughing at her naivety.

"Remember what you said now."

"If you dare to go back on your word..."

He suddenly came close to her ear and pinched the back of her neck.

Neither light nor heavy.

"I will really break your legs."

No, I'm kidding.

His eyes were extremely cold, and for a moment, he looked like a poisonous snake striking out.

It was as if a cold snake was licking her neck.

Chilling.

The little princess was slightly stunned.

She didn't know that Adal Khan would be used to classifying everything.

He is indifferent to things that are not his and outside his territory, and can even be indifferent to the extreme.

No matter how big the issue was, as long as it was none of his business, he wouldn't care about it.

Absolutely ruthless.

But if it's his, it's within the territory...

The more important it is, the tighter it is to hold on to.

Just like last night.

Firmly, forcefully, not letting her run away, not letting her have a chance to escape.

No matter how much trouble she made, she couldn't run away.

If he likes it, it's his.

The little princess didn't know this, she only knew that it would be the best if she could marry him.

She likes being a wife.

When he hugged her, she was still a little confused and didn't understand what he meant.

She just subconsciously tilted her head and leaned against his broad shoulders.

Hold tight, rely on.

"I won't regret my marriage."

she says.

"I like you the most."

She clung to him like a kitten.

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Morning.

After daybreak, the snow stopped.

But the weather is still not good, and the ensuing sandstorm is about to come.

The sky was overcast, the sun could not be seen, and the blue sky could not be seen.

There are pencil-drawn colors everywhere, dull, old, without a trace of brightness.

On the ground, snow mixed with desert sand.

The wind blows the sand up and sweeps across the sky.

The sound was extremely scary, like a tornado, whirring, whirring, whizzing, and sand and stones larger than fingernails were rushing towards my face.

The sharp cut can even create a deep wound on a person's face, causing blood to spurt out.

Very powerful.

After breakfast, Her Royal Highness went back to her tent.

She didn't get a good rest last night, and she wanted to catch up on her sleep.

This way Adal Khan will not be disturbed all the time.

When she was about to leave, Adal Khan held her back.

It was getting late, and he should have gone to attend to official duties.

However, it is better to wrap her up in clothes first.

The wind outside is strong and the sand is powerful.

It's okay for people who are used to it, but for a little princess with delicate skin and tender flesh who will scream in pain with just a little force, it's still too fierce.

I'm afraid I'll cry if I get scratched.

He put a cloak around her, and the big cloak fell over her head.

He wrapped her whole body, not even her eyes were exposed.

The road can no longer be seen.

"Adal Khan, it's just a few steps. I don't want to wear so much."

She was wrapped up tightly, and she pulled down the pointed hat of her cloak, revealing her beautiful little face.

The cheeks were pink and very warm.

Looking up at him, dissatisfied.

"I have to take it off again when I get back, it's troublesome."