“……？！”

Xiang Xing froze directly.

How, how can I sing and play the piano well, and suddenly I ...... Well??

However, Fenglan at this moment does not seem to stop as it does on weekdays.

Instead, he tightened his arms more and more, and the warmth of melting, intertwined with his joy from words to actions, was extremely intertwined.

In just a moment, a layer of hazy mist faintly spread between the soft apricot eyes of the little guy.

The little head seems to be gradually sluggish and stuck, as if it has suddenly lost the ability to think.

Eventually, like a boat floating and sinking in the waves, it was gradually swallowed up by the waves and sank down into the whirlpool......

……

Late at night.

Xiang Xing squatted on her small chair for looking at the moon in a daze again, staring at the watery moonlight outside the window in a daze.

While thinking back to what had just happened.

Although she only remembered that Feng Lan turned that extreme joy and enthusiasm into doting and love for nearly two hours, she almost didn't even care about the meal.

During this time, he called her name over and over again in a dumb and bewildering voice, saying over and over again that he liked her and loved her......

But he frequently stops at the most critical moment, and stops at courtesy.

Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth, he didn't understand, and frowned depressedly.

Why?

Why stop?

Could it be because he was a man who lived in the ancient world, and the dogma of etiquette was engraved in his blood?

- But what he has been doing all along, he has never given her the feeling of being bound.

Or is it ......

Actually, the happiness of this life doesn't like her very much, so at the last moment, you can still have the heart to step on the brakes directly?!

Ah......h

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly lowered his head a little frustratedly, and his mouth shrunk.

On the side, the duck duck eagle who listened loudly to the activities in her brain couldn't help but squint at her in the eyes of the mung bean in extreme speechlessness.

The little ancestor's recent head melon seeds seem to be not very healthy......

Other than that, though.

What made it even more unexpected was Ah Xing's performance in Xiang Junxian's small courtyard during the day.

The kind of appearance that it had never seen before, and the calm and over-calm appearance, as well as her slow, little by little, flickered Xiang Junxian into a daze, which really had a great contrast with the little ancestor on weekdays.

This sense of maturity beyond the norm seems to have suddenly changed its core.

But inexplicably, it gives it a particularly real feeling.

Not......

Could it be that that is Xiang Xing's true character?

In this way, it seems that it can be associated with the one that the boss once mentioned, a savior-level heroine.

Thinking about it, Yaya stared at Xiang Xing's stunned back again, frowning with a complicated expression.

If it's really like what it guessed, then what has this Derpy gourd gone through to make it look like this Derpy Gourd now?

Humans are so complicated.

……

The days passed, and if I was not careful, it was late February.

And soon after, on the third day of the third month of March, it was the day of Xuanyuan and Beihu's in-laws, and Situ Ling and Bei Xiuli's wedding.

At this time, the most anxious person is not a certain little emperor who does not want to marry, let alone Bei Xiuli and others who are still trapped in the prison of the Eastern Capital Mansion.

Rather, it was the six old regents who were far away in the imperial capital.

Yes, according to the original plan, at this point in time, King Beihu should lead a team of relatives to send his second princess of Beihu to the imperial capital and prepare for marriage as soon as possible.