Looking at him with wide-open eyes and a childlike curiosity, Lei Yu, though burdened with worries, couldn't help but laugh out loud and pushed him lightly, saying, "You should first go to the King's Tent and see the Khan, then talk."
Yiasu was pushed back slightly but still refused to leave, stepping closer to her.
"But, what exactly do you want to tell me?"
"..."
"If you don't tell me, I feel uneasy."
"..."
"Is it something important? Just tell me, even one word will do."
In the cold and fierce wind of the grassland, there was a hint of gentleness, even a seductive atmosphere. Shang Ruyi instinctively turned her face away, hiding to one side, but even if she didn't look, she could imagine Yiasu leaning towards Lei Yu, looking obedient and sincerely earnest. If there were a tail behind him, it would probably be wagging non-stop like a happy little dog.
Even though she had felt sad for Lei Yu's marriage earlier, at this moment, she inexplicably felt a touch of joy.
