"Why are you still standing here?" Di Xiaoyun glared at the man in yellow robe and snorted: "Why don't you get out?"
The man in yellow robe trembled, he quickly raised his fist and rushed out of the door, as if he was afraid that if he was a moment too late, Di Xiaoyun would kill him.
"Your Highness," Xiao Long'er pulled Di Xiaoyun's sleeve, "When will the prince brother come out?"
As soon as Di Xiaoyun saw this beautiful and lovely little girl, she suddenly felt cheerful. She couldn't help pinching her little face and smiled: "You already recognize my sister-in-law as your foster mother, why do you still call me princess?"
Your Highness?"
A sweet smile appeared on Xiao Long'er's face, and he called out obediently: "Aunt Princess."
"You're so good," Di Xiaoyun beamed, "Fortunately, I have a little girl like you to accompany me. Those two heartless people leave me behind every time. Come on, Auntie will take you to eat something delicious."
At this moment, Di Xiaoyun realized that it felt good to have a niece... I really hope that Brother Wang and his sister-in-law can give birth to another lovely daughter.
"Aunt, are you the wife of the Imperial Master?" Xiao Long'er blinked curiously, turned to look at Di Xiaoyun, and asked in a childish voice.
The corner of Di Xiaoyun's mouth twitched and her face became a little stiff. She took a deep breath to calm down the emotions that were pouring out of her heart.
"Who did you hear this from? It's not good to spread rumors. This princess is still a girl who has not yet left the government."
"But... everyone in the demon world said so."
Xiao Longer's eyes were as bright as stars, with an innocent smile in his eyes.
Di Xiaoyun's beautiful face changed color again, and she bit her lip tightly: "Xiao Long'er, don't listen to those people's nonsense. My aunt is not the wife of the Imperial Master. They are all spreading rumors."
If he knew who the rumor maker was, she would never let her go!
Unfortunately, Di Xiaoyun didn't know yet that the rumors in the demon world originated from her brother Di Cang. Even if she knew, she didn't dare to say a word and could only bear her grievance in her heart.
…
In the room, the bed curtain fluttered in the wind. The man raised his hand, hugged the woman beside him into his arms, pressed her head tightly, and let her head rest on his chest.
"Yan'er, don't worry, no matter what the cost, I will not let you get hurt." His arms tightened, as if he wanted to rub her body into the bones and blood.
Bai Yan was startled, her brows slightly furrowed, feeling faintly uneasy in her heart, and she squeezed Di Cang's hand harder and harder.
"What happened?"
"It's nothing," Di Cang pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, raising a beautiful curve at the corner of his lips, "I just don't want to lose you."
That dream was so real, as if such a thing had really happened before, and he didn't want to lose her again, nor did he want to experience the heart-rending pain.
That's all.
After saying this, Di Cang leaned over and kissed Bai Yan's lips. His kiss was full of affection, and his eyes were full of affection.
The evening breeze blew in from outside the door, blowing the bed tent. The man and woman on the big bed blended together under the moonlight, becoming one, tender to the bone.
…
A good night's sleep and the next day.
As the morning light dawned, Bai Yan felt a hand brushing her cheek. She opened her eyes, and in an instant, a stunning face appeared in front of her.