Chapter 212 Cold War
Di Beiyao pulled Jun Wuji into the house, He Lianchen, who was sitting by the window and wanted to watch a good show, widened his eyes in disbelief,

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, no, the two reconciled just like that?
Ji just hugged the little sister-in-law!I just hugged it!Is my sister-in-law such a coaxing temper?What kind of fairy is this?

Thinking about those women in his mansion again, the eyebrows couldn't help but twitch violently, it's so irritating to compare people with each other!

inside the house.

Di Beiyao pointed his fingers at the rows on the rice paper, with a serious and serious face on his beautiful face, he made an agreement with Jun Wuji one by one.

Jun Wuji listened carefully, and also looked at it seriously, the little guy is really solemnly agreeing with himself on the trade between the two countries,

She didn't feel angry or blamed herself for what happened to Sister.

This should be something to be thankful for, but he couldn't be happy no matter what, and there was sadness in the depths of his silver eyes.

Little guy, you don't care at all, do you...

"Jun Wuji? Are you listening?" Di Beiyao helplessly waved his hand in front of Jun Wuji,
I was talking dry-mouthed, Jun Wuji is a good guy, and he is wandering in the sky.

When the hand was held, Di Beiyao froze for a moment, and the next second his jaw was firmly pinched, and he was forced to meet the familiar pair of silver eyes.

There was a slight pain in the chin, and Di Beiyao couldn't help but frowned, sensing that something was wrong with Jun Wuji, he endured it, and asked patiently, "What's wrong with you?"

"Your Highness, have you ever really cared about me?" The deep voice was hoarse, and there was a faint pain of injury deep in the silver eyes on the fairy's face.

Di Beiyao was completely stunned, opened his mouth but didn't know what to answer, what happened to Jun Wuji's appearance?
Di Beiyao's expression of having nothing to say made Jun Wuji's heart ache more and more, and his eyelids drooped down, making those silver eyes even more dim.

"Is it true that in Your Highness's heart, I will never be as good as Bei Qin?"

The voice is low and hoarse, full of the sorrow of the master, like a hurt and painful little animal.

When Di Beiyao saw it, he felt distressed, and wanted to reach out to hug Jun Wuji, but Jun Wuji avoided him.

That pair of silver eyes looked at him fixedly, as if he was going to continue the stalemate if he didn't answer.

Di Beiyao had no choice but to look at Jun Wuji seriously: "Why are you asking that all of a sudden?"

"Is Bei Qin really that important to His Highness?" Jun Wuji closed his eyes, his voice became lower and deeper, and the pain from his heart became clearer and clearer.

Does it matter?
Very important.

Ever since she could remember, she knew that she was the empress of Beiqin, the future empress of Beiqin. For her, Beiqin was a mission and a responsibility, and she was proud of it.

I don't know when it started, Bei Qin will always be the first in her heart, including her own life.

It's not that she can't feel the hurt in Jun Wuji's eyes, but she doesn't want to lie to him either.

Close your eyes: "Yes."

The two broke up unhappy, and Di Beiyao couldn't remember how Jun Wuji left that day, nor how he calmed down.

The only thing that is clear is that since that night, I have never seen Jun Wuji again.

Missions can only stay for a maximum of seven days, which is an inherent rule of every country in the Hongwu Continent.

Today is the sixth day, and tomorrow, they will leave for Beiqin.

 The fifth watch is over, Sayoulala, see you tomorrow night.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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