Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old Chapter 1875: If Nothing Goes Wrong, It’s Also His Last Wish

Chapter 1875: Chapter 1875: If Nothing Goes Wrong, It’s Also His Last Wish

“It’s good for the body.”

“Pfft.” Xue Yang still couldn’t help but laugh. “It feels like you have no desires or needs. What’s the point of living like this?”

Qu Xiao, still with his eyes closed, said, “Who says I have no desires or needs? It has always been my pursuit to ensure Dongxiao is doing well and isn’t bullied by any other nation.”

Xue Yang said, “Haven’t you already achieved that pursuit?”

Qu Xiao replied, “Achieved, perhaps, but it’s not guaranteed to last forever. I still need to consider the future and ensure Dongxiao remains the sa even after my death.”

This was his lifelong dream.

And, if nothing went wrong, it would also be his last wish.

“Is Dongxiao all you think about? Haven’t you ever thought about yourself?”

“How could I not? I’m living quite well.”

“I like you.”

“…I know.” How many tis had she confessed already? He had to know. But how did they get back on this topic again?

“When are we getting married?”

“…” Finally, Qu Xiao opened his eyes, turned his head, looked at her smile, and after a long pause, said, “I thought I had made myself clear to you long ago.”

“Are you saying you’re never getting married in this life? You’ll have to get married sooner or later, right?”

“That is…,” Qu Xiao didn’t know what to say. Although he had never thought about marrying anyone since he hadn’t t soone he liked, he never considered spending his entire life alone either.

“Actually, I’m not in a hurry,” said Xue Yang nonchalantly. “You take your ti to think it over, to really think about it. I ca to tell you that my father has already decreed that I take charge of state affairs. I’ll be leaving for the imperial capital tomorrow. I’ll be quite busy and won’t be able to co here often.”

Qu Xiao was quite indifferent as well. She didn’t co here often when she was younger. It was only after she had full control over her special ability that her visits beca frequent. So, if she didn’t co often in the future, it would just be like when she was very young. He didn’t see any problem with that and barely paid it any mind, simply nodding: “Mhm.”

Then, suddenly rembering sothing, he pointed to a zitan wood box not far away on a table: “I’ve recently acquired a few luminous pearls, they’re in that box. You said you liked them, right? Take them.” While speaking, he closed his eyes again, “I’m going to sleep now.” It really was his bedti.

Xue Yang glanced at the box, holding back a laugh, and replied softly, “Alright, you go to sleep. I’ll co earlier if I visit you in the future.”

“Mhm.” Qu Xiao also replied softly and then drifted off to sleep.

Without caring whether she left or not.

Without the slightest bit of caution against her.

It was clear, even subconsciously, how much he trusted her.

*

After Xue Yang started taking charge of the kingdom in the capital, there were indeed many matters to attend to, but it wasn’t like she didn’t have ti to teleport to Dongxiao to see Qu Xiao every day. But she simply chose not to go.

The officials had always known their princess royal was capable, and they also thought her temperant was gentle as she greeted everyone with a smile. However, only after she started managing state affairs did they realize that while she was amiable, when they truly made mistakes, her thods were as swift and forceful as a thunderstorm, causing them to break out in cold sweats.

If the princess royal wasn’t to inherit the throne in the future, it would truly be a pity.

*

Xue Yang used to almost daily teleport to Dongxiao to visit Qu Xiao, usually right before he slept, though sotis she ca during the day and would stay for a good part of it or just exchange a few words before returning. But now, suddenly, she stopped coming. The first few days were fine, but as ti passed, Qu Xiao found it harder to fall asleep.

That day, he was having trouble sleeping again, so he twisted his head to look at the table not far away, where the wood boxes were piling up almost to the point of overflowing.