"How could it be?" Xuanyuan Yu sighed softly and said, "Oze, you are one of the few people in the entire palace who treats me sincerely."
Xuanyuan Ze's eyes suddenly widened, and a strange color flashed in his dark golden eyes.
What are you talking about?
How could he think so?
"Luo'er doesn't know what happened when we were young, so of course she doesn't understand. Don't argue with her." A warm smile appeared on the corner of Xuanyuan Yu's lips, "Everyone in the palace has his or her own thoughts and purposes.
, only you, Ze, are different from them."
Xuanyuan Ze lowered his head, his long eyelashes slightly furrowed, and his body under the cloak was as stiff as an ice sculpture.
"Ze, I still remember the first time you stretched out your little hand, touched my face, and called me brother with a smile. You were always like a follower, quietly hiding behind and following me, but you were afraid of being seen by the ministers.
Haha." Xuanyuan Yu chuckled, "You were more cute when you were a child, but the older you get, the more cunning you become."
…
The conversation between the two brothers gradually disappeared in the cold wind. Ling Luo stood in the darkness, her eyes following them.
Suddenly, she understood something.
In Yu's heart, Ze is too important. Far beyond her expectation.
The corners of Ling Luo's lips curved into a helpless arc. As long as he insisted on protecting her, she would do the same.
The truth or whatever, just treat it as a joke.
Anyway, she doesn't care about Yu's identity, whether he is the prince of the Jialan Empire or a beggar on the streets of Xijiu Kingdom, she likes him.
Half an hour later, Ling Luo heard that there was no sound in the house, so she opened the door and walked in slowly.
On the ice couch, Xuanyuan Ze was sleeping peacefully. He wrapped himself in a warm cup, with only his little head exposed, looking like an insecure big child.
Xuanyuan Yu sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at his brother with a smile on his lips.
The ice lamp shone with a warm luster in the dark night. The room was quiet.
"Luo'er, you are finally willing to come in." Xuanyuan Yu turned his head, with a gentle smile in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.
He stood up, pulled her with him, walked out of the bedroom, and sat down in a tea room next door.
"My husband thought you were going to be freezing outside all the time, standing at the door and acting as a doorkeeper."
Xuanyuan Yu warmed a pot of tea, poured a cup for Ling Luo, and handed it over: "Here, have a cup of tea and warm yourself up."
Ling Luo lowered his head, took a sip and said, "You know, my body is not afraid of the cold."
Xuanyuan Yu chuckled softly: "That's why I didn't go out to pull you in. I waited until you stopped being awkward and figured it out on your own."
Ling Luo put down the teacup, her beautiful eyes were clear, and asked: "Yu, do you have any ideals?"
"Yes." Xuanyuan Yu raised the corners of his lips in an extremely dazzling arc, "My ideal is you."
"Er... I mean it seriously."
"What I'm talking about is the most serious thing!" The smile on Xuanyuan Yu's lips became even thicker, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons, "Luo'er, when you marry me, we will have a lot of babies.
Travel to famous mountains and rivers, eat delicacies all over the world, and live happily in the world."
"Travel around the world?" Ling Luo's heart trembled and asked: "Yu, don't you want to be the prince and inherit the throne?"
"Of course not." Xuanyuan Yu replied without thinking, "Being an emperor is too tiring, and being a prince is a life-threatening situation. What's the good thing?"