"A Mandrill..." Feng Shuiqing raised his hand and covered the side of the Demon King's face. The caress between his fingertips was also reluctant and attached, "Well, I'll wait for your safe return at home..."

Hyunchen Mandrill smiled bitterly, "Yeah."

The lights in the palace were brightly lit, and Feng Shui Qing also got up to help the devil pack his bags.

Seeing that he had changed his clothes, she asked in confusion: "Why don't you wear the new clothes I gave you?"

"That is a gift from my wife. It is my treasure. The journey is long and muddy, and the clothes will be stained. I will wear them when my husband comes back."

Feng Shui Qing smiled shyly and brushed aside the broken hair that covered his long eyelashes, "Then... who is the person who gave you the gift?"

Hyun Chen was startled, the corners of his lips were filled with unparalleled soft ripples, and his brows were filled with deep emotion.

He took her little hand, placed it on her heart, and answered seriously: "The person who gave the gift is the only force driving the beating here. If there was no such person in the world, the beating here would stop."

"A Mandrill..."

Feng Shui Qing originally wanted to make a joke, but got such a sincere answer.

She understood that it was because her devil was always sincere and unreserved when treating her.

Her eyes were red with hopelessness, and she threw herself into the Demon King's arms, "Azhi, when you get to Xunjiang City, you have to take good care of yourself, take care of yourself, and don't show off. You have to come back quickly and don't get hurt, okay?"

"Okay." Hyun Chen gently held up the little girl's face and kissed away the tears hanging from her eyelashes.

"Be good, don't cry. You must also eat on time, don't be greedy for cold weather, and don't open the window when you go to bed at night. If you feel bored staying in the palace, go back to Feng Mansion to stay for a while. When the matter is over, my husband will leave immediately and rush back."

"Um……"

Because the incident happened suddenly and was imminent, Hyunchen Mandrill did not arrange a carriage and sedan, but rode a horse at a high speed.

The two of them said goodbye reluctantly for a long time, and then Yuan Chen disappeared on horseback into the dim night.

Feng Shui Qing stood at the door of the palace, stood on tiptoes and stared until his back was completely lost, then turned around and walked back.

Chunzao immediately stepped forward to help her arm, fearing that she would fall and stumble, so she couldn't help but ask her doubts: "Princess, why didn't you tell Your Highness the happy news just now?"


Chapter completed!