Ye Jiu handed the Jade Vial back to the Furry Ball, "Here, over the years I’ve neglected you, never seen you eat anything else, and thought that a Spiritual Pet like you only absorbs Spiritual Energy and doesn’t need feeding!"
The Furry Ball took the Jade Vial with a grievance, chirped twice at Ye Jiu, and then swallowed everything inside the vial in one gulp.
Then, satisfied, it let out a burp, and the glow it emitted turned from white to pink, falling from the mid-air onto the bed, beginning to lie flat.
Recalling the scene when the Furry Ball detoxified Sikong Mo, Ye Jiu knew it was only digesting toxins, so she wasn’t worried and placed it back in the space, then went to sleep.
Seven days later, the War Prince Residence sent engagent gifts for Princess Changfu, filling half the street. The townsfolk were gossiping that the War King intended to move the War Prince Residence to the Crown Prince Residence.
To this, Sikong Mo rely smiled.
Moving the War Prince Residence to the Crown Prince Residence wasn’t feasible, but had Sikong not been the sole bloodline of the Sikong Aristocratic Family, he might have sent himself there to show sincerity.
Once the engagent gifts were delivered, it was akin to confirming the relationship. Though not yet married, it at least gave Sikong Mo peace of mind.
In the Imperial Palace, the old Emperor angrily slamd the morials on the table.
On the day of handing over the Tiger Talisman, the assassination attempt on Sikong Mo was only the beginning. Recently, assassination attempts from various factions have been countless.
Yet, among all these people, none even managed to touch a strand of Sikong Mo’s hair, so didn’t even get through the gate of the War Prince Residence.
What a bunch of useless fools.
Sikong Mo of the War Prince Residence was already daunting enough, and adding Princess Changfu, would the Qin Family’s empire still remain under the na Qin in the future?
No matter how the old Emperor felt, the marriage was confird.
Ye Jiu’s age was already suitable, so the wedding was set for July, giving half a year to prepare for the bridal ceremony. Though for the couple this might feel prolonged, for preparing all aspects of the wedding, it was indeed tight.
Outside was bustling and lively for a day, while Ye Jiu spent the whole day brooding in her room.
Regarding this, she felt both hatred and helplessness.
There’s no other way; this world is just so unfair to won.
When Ye Jiu was angrily banging the wall, suddenly, her room door opened.
She turned abruptly, only to see Sikong Mo today in a light blue robe, his ink-black hair neatly tied at the back of his head, adding a touch of cool elegance to his jade-like face.
Ye Jiu was montarily stunned; she had never seen Sikong Mo like this.
"What’s wrong?" Sikong Mo walked in, touching his nose, Ye Jiu’s gaze made him slightly uncomfortable.
Then he realized, "Is this outfit too ugly? I said I wouldn’t wear it, but Si Rong..."
Sikong Mo coughed lightly, almost letting slip that Si Rong said Ye Jiu would definitely like him wearing such attire. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dress in such colors that didn’t align with his temperant.
Moreover, seeing Ye Jiu’s dazed look made him feel sowhat awkward.
"No, it’s not ugly at all, it’s simply too attractive!" Ye Jiu quickly reacted, then ran towards him, stood in front of him enthralled, "Amo, you should wear clothes of other colors more often, you’re truly handso."
Sikong Mo was already used to Ye Jiu frequently spouting mysterious words.
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