Xia Chiwan just leaned on the chair and smiled at Jin Xingyu's "recklessness".
When Jin Xingyu flipped through it, he found that it was just a travelogue written by some tourists. There was nothing special about it, so he lost interest.
"It turns out that Sister Wan'er likes to read these things. I thought that a talented woman like Sister Wan'er only likes to read poems and songs."
"Poems, lyrics, and songs? These things are either sad and autumnal, compassionate, or heroic. Don't you think they are all clichés?"
Xia Chiwan really didn't have any extra thoughts about poetry.
Even though she has protected her habit of reading books, in this life, she is more casual and likes to read travel notes.
"Haha, sister Wan'er, you are so fun, much funnier than the daughters of famous families I know."
After hearing Xia Chiwan's words, Jin Xingyu became interested. Jin Xingyu learned these things as part of his mission and not to embarrass the royal family.
To say how much I like these things, I really don’t.
But more women in the boudoir like to show off their literary talent in front of her, so Jin Xingyu doesn't like her.
"By the way, in the Jin Kingdom, is being a princess as relaxing as you are?"
Xia Chiwan's eyes flashed, and then he used the action of drinking water to cover the light in his eyes, as if he asked unintentionally.
"How can that be possible..."
Jin Xingyu just wanted to complain, but immediately stopped talking.
"Hey, sister Wan'er, you don't know. It's not easy to be a princess. You have to learn whether you should or not. Fortunately, sister Wan'er, you are here. My father sent me to entertain you. Otherwise, I would have been suffering.
I'm here. So, sister Wan'er, I have to thank you very much. For me, sister Wan'er, you must definitely stay in Dajin for a while longer, okay?"
After saying that, Jin Xingyu squatted next to Xia Chiwan, and wrapped his two white and tender hands around Xia Chiwan's body, like a puppy, and acted coquettishly towards Xia Chiwan.
"You clever guy."
Xia Chiwan tapped Jin Xingyu's nose and neither said he agreed nor refused.
"Sister Wan'er, have you agreed?"
Jin Xingyu lost no time and asked again.
Facing Jin Xingyu's question, Xia Chiwan just gave Jin Xingyu a bright smile:
"What do you think?"
"Sister Wan'er agreed, Sister Wan'er agreed."
After hearing Xia Chiwan's rhetorical question, Jin Xingyu directly made a positive judgment.
How could Jin Xingyu, who was only thirteen years old, outplay Xia Chiwan.
Of course, Jin Xingyu made a judgment like this, so he naturally had his own little thoughts.
In any case, she said that Xia Chiwan agreed. Since Xia Chiwan did not refute, she acknowledged it. After all, silence is acquiescence.
"Okay, stop making trouble. It's so noisy, but my brain hurts so much."
Although Xia Chiwan likes innocent and cute children, she doesn't like noisy children.
When Xia Chiwan drank like that, Jin Xingyu quickly shut up, and then playfully stuck out his tongue at Xia Chiwan.
"How is the seventeenth prince's injury?"
Xia Chiwan expressed great concern for the seventeenth prince's injury.
Xia Chiwan calculated that since the envoy who delivered the message had left yesterday, in about three or four days, the people in Liucheng should have received the news.
I think it won't be long before I can return to the Great Zhou Kingdom.
But if you want to return to Kyoto City to give birth again, that is definitely a delusion.