Only this time, Huo Tianyang took the lead and caught her. It was an instinctive move without any deliberate intention. In his subconscious, he still didn't want her to get hurt.
"Brother Huo"
Being held in Huo Tianyang's arms and feeling the familiar smell on his body, Huangfu Xiang's originally uncomfortable mood turned into joy because of his appearance.
The next second, Huo Tianyang pulled her to the bed and sat down with a cold face. He looked away and looked into the distance. His voice was cold and stiff: "Zhan Yan said you want to see me?"
He spoke coldly and found a seemingly reasonable reason for himself to come here, even if the reason why he came here at that time was how much he wanted to see her.
The corners of Huangfu Xiang's originally happy lips turned down because of Huo Tianyang's attitude and rhetoric.
Looking at his cold side face, she bit her lower lip and lowered her head. After a while, she nodded to Huo Tianyang, "Well, I want to see you."
While speaking, she had raised her head. At the same time, Huo Tianyang also turned his attention to her.
The moment their eyes met, the rush of you and me had already been lost. At this time, there was only the frozen coldness.
"Whatever you want to know, you can ask now."
Huangfu Xiang knew very well that she had no extra time to discuss her identity with him now, and Huo Tianyang had no extra interest in listening to this.
Simply, she didn't beat around the bush, she stood up from the bed with her hands on her body, walked hobblingly to Huo Tianyang, her voice was still hoarse and without any strength:
"I want to know what is the relationship between the Huangfu family and the Huo family?"
She looked at Huo Tianyang, and her eyes came into contact with his breathtaking silver thread. After asking the question, a look of astonishment suddenly flashed across her eyes.
Suddenly, there was a possibility in her mind that she didn't dare to imagine.
Silver Thread,Xi Huanguo
Brother Huo, isn't he from the Xihuan royal family?
But isn’t his surname Huo?
No, it’s definitely not the case. All the people in Xihuan Kingdom have silver hair, and they don’t necessarily belong to the royal family.
She tried hard to deny such a possibility, even if this self-deception became smaller and smaller at this time.
At this moment, Huo Tianyang turned his eyes indifferently to her slightly pale face and smiled coldly.