It seems like this fake is constantly working for my benefit.
This reminds me of what Liu Chi once said, as long as the princess likes it, nothing is a problem.
But Pei Yuan was very wary of Xia Yan. He whispered in my ears many times, saying that Xia Yan was the king and that more than 3,000 women would compete with me for favor in the future. With my IQ and beauty, even if I don’t look old, I will look at him for a long time.
If you're tired of it, why not change it to another one?
With the two people's different attitudes, how should we explain everything Liu Chi has done now? Is it to test whether Xia Yan is sincere to me?
"Xia Yan, are you going to write or not?" The fake slapped the table in dissatisfaction, causing the brush and inkstone on the case to jump.
Xia Yan asked calmly: "Who taught you this trick?"
"Huh, I know you men are sweet-talking, you only know how to make people happy, but you never really mean it." The fake said angrily.
Yan Xitong gloated at the sidelines: "I think it is best to write this contract in winter."
"Why?" I asked confused.
"There won't be thunder in winter. Spring and summer are both thunderstorm seasons. It wouldn't be unfair if you were struck to death by lightning."
"You don't believe what he said?" I sneered.
"Do you believe it? Do you believe that an emperor can only have one woman in his life?" Yan Xitong asked me with an aggressive look.
I thought for a while and vowed: "I don't believe that an emperor can only have one woman in his life, but I believe in Xia Yan." I turned my head, looked at Xia Yan Junyi's side face, and said slowly: "As long as he is willing to say it,
It will definitely be done.”
"Haha, women can be really stupid." Yan Xitong sneered with a mocking tone, but then he stopped smiling and stared to one side without blinking.
I followed my gaze and saw Xia Yan walking to the table, picking up a pen and making bold moves. Yan Xitong and I quickly joined him.
——By heaven, Xia Yan, a descendant of the Xia family, swears by this, that he will only marry An Changting in this life. Anyone who violates this oath will be punished by God.
Just as he was about to take the fake, Xia Yan got there first. Xia Yan dried the paper, folded it slowly, and said, "I can't give it to you now."
"Why?" Fake Changting and I asked in unison.
Yan Xitong's face instantly turned ugly. He looked at this scene in disbelief and murmured: "I really dare to write."
"I can't give this to you until you're pregnant with the child." Xia Yan smiled evilly at the fake.
The fake bit his lips, showing an unwilling look: "Huh, excuse."
"After you Kuishui leave, I will work harder. Are you still afraid that you won't be able to conceive an heir?" Xia Yan stepped forward and put his arms around the fake's shoulders.
At this moment, I finally understood why Pei Yuan set the time to seven days. It turned out that he was using Kuishui as an excuse to avoid close contact between the two of them.
The fake pursed his lips, as if he was shy, pushed Xia Yan away and said, "That's not serious again."
"Hahaha..." In the study, Xia Yan smiled wildly and arrogantly.
The sky outside was filled with a bright and transparent moon, and the sky became dark. Yan Xitong said impatiently: "You said you would take a look, but now you see it. Is it over?"
"Oh, let's go!"
After coming out of the palace, Yan Xitong and I ran non-stop towards the palace. This time our speed was actually much faster than when we came.
When we returned to the palace, it was already time to turn on the lights. There were actually several luxurious carriages parked at the door.
