After listening to Xia Houya's words, Xia Houran's little face turned red, and he looked away unnaturally: "Master, you are really... people will be shy."
Xiahou Yazuo smiled softly, but tonight he didn't want to just take away this matter that was often entangled in his heart like he did in the past, so when he spoke, he softened his tone even more: "Ranluo, grow up.
Now that you have consummated your marriage with Mr. Yan, let me hold a hairpin ceremony for you next month. But when will you no longer regard me as your master, but as your royal husband? "
"master……"
"Call my name." Xia Hou Yazuo closed her eyes and kissed Xia Hou Ranluo's cheek gently. He had always cherished that delicate cheek like petals, but her eyebrows also had traces of him, but her heart
…
"Ya, Ya Zuo." Xia Hou Ranluo felt like her heart was pounding like a deer. She was a little expectant, but also uneasy. Just looking at Xia Hou Ya Zuo's face so close to her, she hesitated for a moment, but it still made the scene look bad.
He spoke, "I've actually been wanting to ask some questions."
"What's the problem?" Xiahou Yazuo stopped kissing and looked at Xiahou Ranluo with a smile.
"I have always wanted to know if we are related by blood? Because my surname is also Xiahou, and you and I look so similar, but there is no one else in the Xiahou family, only us. I don't know who to ask except you.
... "
Xiahou Yazuo was stunned for a moment. He might have been able to predict everything, but he couldn't predict Xiahou Ranluo's thoughts. It was just this question that he knew he would have to face one day. It was just the truth... Only what he said was the truth.
the truth!
"Did you know that although a mystical magician will make many magical instruments and props in his life, there is always one magical instrument that he has spent all his life learning, and even his life and soul on smelting?" Xiahou Yazou said softly, "
For example, you see Jun Xun’s Soul Refining Lamp tonight, and the magic weapon I used my whole life’s learning, even my life and soul to smelt is you. In fact, there is no one else in the Xiahou family in my generation.
And I was too lonely, so I created you with my own flesh and blood and half of my soul. I let you grow up in order to let me become a complete individual, but you will always be the other half of my soul.
...So Ranluo, you have to love me."
Xia Hou Ranluo's heart trembled. She finally understood why she and Xia Hou Yazuo had the same life span. It turned out that they were one body...
She has no parents, so she became the adopted daughter of Princess Shengping. She is the only woman in the Xiahou family, so she is also qualified to become the crown princess of Gongguo, and marry Xiahou Yazuo as the imperial husband. Such nobility...originally originated from Xiahou
Yazou's sacrifice was so painful that it was unforgettable!
Stretching out his hand to hold Xiahou Yazuo's face, Xiahou Ranluo pouted like a thief kitten and left a kiss on his face: "I won't not love you, you are
My master, my royal husband, but now it seems...you are me. It is impossible for me not to love myself."
The smile on Xiahou Yazuo's face became even thicker. This may be the only time in his life that he laughed from the bottom of his heart. It felt like the warmth of spring, spreading through his heart, so gentle that it was hard to resist, but like this
He looked down upon the "invasion" so much. After listening to Xiahou Yazhuo's words, Xiahou Ranluo's little face turned red, and he looked away unnaturally: "Master, you are really... people will
Shy."
Xiahou Yazuo smiled softly, but tonight he didn't want to just take away this matter that was often entangled in his heart like he did in the past, so when he spoke, he softened his tone even more: "Ranluo, grow up.
Now that you have consummated your marriage with Mr. Yan, let me hold a hairpin ceremony for you next month. But when will you no longer regard me as your master, but as your royal husband? "
"master……"
"Call my name." Xia Hou Yazuo closed her eyes and kissed Xia Hou Ranluo's cheek gently. He had always cherished that delicate cheek like petals, but her eyebrows also had traces of him, but her heart
…
"Ya, Ya Zuo." Xia Hou Ranluo felt like her heart was pounding like a deer. She was a little expectant, but also uneasy. Just looking at Xia Hou Ya Zuo's face so close to her, she hesitated for a moment, but it still made the scene look bad.
He spoke, "I've actually been wanting to ask some questions."
"What's the problem?" Xiahou Yazuo stopped kissing and looked at Xiahou Ranluo with a smile.
"I have always wanted to know if we are related by blood? Because my surname is also Xiahou, and you and I look so similar, but there is no one else in the Xiahou family, only us. I don't know who to ask except you.
... "
Xiahou Yazuo was stunned for a moment. He might have been able to predict everything, but he couldn't predict Xiahou Ranluo's thoughts. It was just this question that he knew he would have to face one day. It was just the truth... Only what he said was the truth.
the truth!
"Did you know that although a mystical magician will make many magical instruments and props in his life, there is always one magical instrument that he has spent all his life learning, and even his life and soul on smelting?" Xiahou Yazou said softly, "
For example, you see Jun Xun’s Soul Refining Lamp tonight, and the magic weapon I used my whole life’s learning, even my life and soul to smelt is you. In fact, there is no one else in the Xiahou family in my generation.
And I was too lonely, so I created you with my own flesh and blood and half of my soul. I let you grow up in order to let me become a complete individual, but you will always be the other half of my soul.
...So Ranluo, you have to love me."
Xia Hou Ranluo's heart trembled. She finally understood why she and Xia Hou Yazuo had the same life span. It turned out that they were one body...
She has no parents, so she became the adopted daughter of Princess Shengping. She is the only woman in the Xiahou family, so she is also qualified to become the crown princess of Gongguo, and marry Xiahou Yazuo as the imperial husband. Such nobility...originally originated from Xiahou
Yazou's sacrifice was so painful that it was unforgettable!
Stretching out his hand to hold Xiahou Yazuo's face, Xiahou Ranluo pouted like a thief kitten and left a kiss on his face: "I won't not love you, you are
My master, my royal husband, but now it seems...you are me. It is impossible for me not to love myself."
The smile on Xiahou Yazuo's face became even thicker. This may be the only time in his life that he laughed from the bottom of his heart. It felt like the warmth of spring, spreading through his heart, so gentle that it was hard to resist, but like this
