"What are you still doing here stunned?" Di Xiaoyun stared at the man in yellow robe and grunted: "Are you still going out?"

The man in the yellow robe shuddered, and his fast arching fist flew out of the door, fearing that he would be killed if he was a little late.

"His Royal Highness," Xiaolonger pulled the sleeve of Ladi Xiaoyun, "When will the Crown Prince come out?"

When Emperor Xiaoyun saw this beautiful and lovely girl, she was in a cheerful mood. She couldn't help but pinch her little face, smiling: "You all recognize my sister-in-law as a mother-in-law, how can you still call me princess? Your Highness? "

Xiao Longer's face raised a sweet smile, and shouted obediently: "Aunt Princess."

"Really good," Emperor Xiaoyun smiled, "Fortunately, you little girl is with me, and the two unconscionable ones left me every time and left, and my aunt took you to eat delicious food."

At this moment, Emperor Xiaoyun found that it feels good to have a niece ... I really wish Brother Wang and sister-in-law could have another lovely daughter.

"Aunt, are you the wife of the National Teacher?" Xiao Longer blinked curiously, turned his head to look at Emperor Xiaoyun, and asked in a childish voice.

Emperor Xiaoyun's mouth twitched, and her face was a bit stiff. She took a deep breath before calming down the swarming emotion in her heart.

"Who do you listen to?" It's not good to create rumors. Princess Ben is still a girl who hasn't appeared. "

"But ... everyone in the demon world said so."

Xiao Long'er's eyes were as bright as stars, with innocent smiles in his eyes.

Emperor Xiaoyun's beautiful face changed color again, she bit her lip tightly: "Xiaolong'er, don't listen to those people talking nonsense, aunt is not the wife of the master, they are all making rumors."

If you let him know who the rumors are, she will never let her go!

It is a pity that Emperor Xiaoyun at this time did not know that the reason why the demon world had these rumors originated from her brother, Emperor Cang. Even if she knew it, she dared not say a word and could only endure grievances in her heart.

...

Inside the room, the bed tent was rising in the wind. The man raised his hand, embraced the woman beside him, pressed her head tightly, and let her head rest on his chest.

"Yan'er, you can rest assured that no matter what the price is, I won't hurt you." His arms tightened, and he seemed to want to rub her body into the bone blood.

Bai Yan was stunned, her brow furrowed, and her heart was faintly uneasy, and her hand holding Di Cang harder and harder.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing," Di Cang gently printed a kiss on her forehead, and her lips provoked a beautiful arc. "I just don't want to lose you."

The dream was so real, as if such a thing had happened, and he did not want to lose her, nor did he want to suffer the heartache.

That's all.

After saying this, Di Cang leaned over and kissed Bai Yan's lips. His kiss was full of affection, and his eyes were full of affection.

The evening breeze flew in from outside the door, blowing the bed tent, and a man and a woman in this big bed blended together under the moonlight, and the two became one, tenderness.

...

Sleep well all night, the next day.

Early in the morning, Bai Yan felt a hand brushing her cheek. She opened her eyes, and in an instant, a beautiful face appeared in front of her.