Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Ji Xili looked down at his hands for a while, and then couldn't help but buried himself in his arms. He didn't want to ask about this, but after much deliberation, he still couldn't help asking: "Where is Nanrong?" ...what's the current situation?"

Cheng Zhiyu seldom said these things to make Ji Xili worry, but he knew that if he didn't say it, Ji Xili would be thinking about him and worrying about him, so he told her truthfully: "I discussed with fourth brother and the others, and I plan to Send troops out a year ago."

Ji Xili was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "Have you made all the preparations?"

Cheng Zhiyu let out a "hmm" and said calmly: "Nan Rong has our inside line, if all goes well, we can take it back within half a month."

Ji Xili reckoned that it will be New Year's Eve in half a month.

If they can return home in triumph, it will be a matter of joy and joy for Beiguo.

At that time, let alone the Southern Rong, even the Southern Dynasty will not have the guts to covet the territory of the Northern Kingdom in a short time.

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Nanrong.

The surrounding area outside the palace courtyard of the East Palace has been surrounded by soldiers and generals.

The cold wind blew into the palace courtyard sternly, the leaves swirled slowly in the air, and there was an inexplicable coldness permeating under the palace wall...

Ruwei walked through the corridor indifferently, her direction was the gate of the palace courtyard.

However, before walking down the steps, her hand was grabbed by an inexplicable force and slammed back hard. If she hadn't been forced to hit the stone pillar in the corridor, she raised her head with a low snort, and saw the oppression. The boy in front of him stared at him coldly, and opened his lips: "Let go."

Wen Youyi's voice was even colder, with an irresistible threat: "Follow me."

Ruwei spit out a word from his mouth calmly: "No."

"If you stay here, you will only die."

"Then I can't go with you either." Ruwei took a deep breath, looked at Wen Youyi and smiled slightly, "I'm not Ruwei before, I'm Ural's wife now, I can't go with you."

Wen Youyi's eyes shrank suddenly, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Really? Then who was it that scratched me on my bed the night before?"

Ruwei's eyelashes trembled, and she took half a step back subconsciously, but almost fell down the stone steps. Wen Youyi grabbed her slender waist, and said in a deep voice: "The outside of the palace has been surrounded by Nan Rong's army, the king I am determined to use you and Ural to coerce your brother, if you don’t leave, you will die here.”

Ruwei's heart sank heavily, she bit her lips tightly, and looked towards the palace wall, her eyes slowly turned red, after a while, she turned her head back, looked at Wen Youyi lightly She blinked lightly, and smiled slightly: "What about you? Are you staying here really for me? The North Country will not let Nanrong succeed so easily. The purpose of your stay here..."

Ruwei suddenly took a deep breath, and the biting cold wind she breathed in made her viscera twitch with pain.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't dare to let the Nanrong army know the purpose of Wen Youyi's staying here. They were all trained from the army. She knew why Wen Youyi was here all the time. She could see it clearly. Yi just wanted to cooperate with Beiguo Liwai, but she never said it from the beginning to the end.

She admits that she likes him.

The hopeless kind of liking.

So even if she slowed herself down bit by bit in this liking, she never thought of revealing his identity.

But what will she get in exchange...

she does not know.