Sikong Wuyou was initially surprised, but then recovered his senses and smiled, saying, "Ningning, don't leave, stay and keep me company, okay?"
"Okay." An Ning responded and followed him with a smile.
Sikong Wuyou stayed with An Ning, sitting on the long corridor in the pavilion. Neither spoke, but the silence did not affect their connection.
Time, if it could always be like this, would not be bad.
However, even the most beautiful moments are bound to be broken.
Not far away, An Bingfeng watched the man and woman in the pavilion; the man was unparalleled in beauty, and the woman was charming and adorable.
What a lovely pair!
Being able to marry into the Royal Residence, it's this girl's good fortune.
"Sir, the Prime Minister has arrived..."
Bai Su, who was standing a bit closer, stepped forward a few paces and reminded him.
Sikong Wuyou's gaze had already turned in that direction.
