He is already eighteen years old and does not need anyone else to take care of him at all. No matter what it is, Di Sixie is confident that he can do it by himself. After living independently for a month, he found that he actually doesn't like to rely on others.
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"His Royal Highness, will you leave the palace again? If you want to leave the palace again, please take Yue Po with you. Yue Po can better take care of His Highness the daily life." Yue Po smiled slightly, with confusion in his smile.
The crowd is charming, enchanting and moving, and their voices can make people feel bone-chilling in an instant.
"Let's talk again!" Di Sixie has not thought about leaving the palace again, or in other words, he has never thought about taking the refining soul and moon spirit with him when leaving the palace.
"Yes, your highness." No one dared to resist the prince's words, or even question it a little bit. This was nothing more than asking for death, so even if Yue Po wanted to say something else, he had to forcefully express these thoughts.
Swallowed into the stomach.[
Di Sixie slowly lifted his long and straight legs from the high platform and walked down the steps. Every step he took was like stepping on everyone's heart, which made people feel so heavy and so heavy.
Suppressed, the aura on his body slowly spread into the air with his movements.
With such a powerful aura, even if he has left, if you stand where he once stood, your heart will still be beating wildly, and your heart will be throbbing.
The two of them had been watching the purple figure getting further and further away. The tall figure gradually merged into the light and shadow against the light, or at least completely disappeared in front of them. Only then did the two of them feel slightly relaxed in their hearts.
With one breath, the nerve that had been tense slowly relaxed.
"It seems that Master Lianhun doesn't care about His Highness the Prince at all." Di Sixie left, and Yue Po was no longer as restrained as before. She flicked her hair and said with a bit of coolness.
Lianhun disapproved, his cold eyes looked like he had walked out of hell, and he said calmly: "He won't need it."
"How do you know that His Highness the Prince doesn't need to care? The more aloof a person like him is, he actually hopes that someone will care about him. It's just that
When Lianhun heard Yuepo say such words and looked at her expression, he couldn't help but slowly raise the corners of his mouth. He said: "Maybe it is true for others, but His Highness is different. He really doesn't need it.
, I didn’t expect that the aloof Yue Po would be so delicate that he would care about other people’s feelings?”
Every word of "Lianhun" is teasing Yue Po. Does Yue Po care about people? I'm afraid there is no one else except His Highness the Prince.
"I naturally care about people. You think I'm like someone who keeps a dead face all day long, like a living dead. What's the point of such a person still living in this world?"
Yue Po was not polite, and gently hugged her own arms with both hands. The enchanting aura around her body only increased as she stood sideways.