Dual Cultivation

No wonder the woman was such a crybaby today.

So it was only meant to trick him.

Feng Qingtian clenched his fists gloomily. He had done so many things, but the girl kept playing him without him realizing it at all.

"Is there any way to stop her from casting the curses?"

The National Counselor shook his head. "Actually, with your spiritual power, most curses won't work on you, but you love the princess… Such curses can't be resisted, unless you seal off your heart."

Feng Qingtian sighed. He shouldn't have told her that he loved her.

"Forget it." Feng Qingtian grimly returned to the house.

Gu Bailu was already asleep in bed. Feng Qingtian squeezed into her quilt and pulled her into his arms.

Gu Bailu pouted and found a peaceful spot in his arms.

The sound of her breathing somehow soothed Feng Qingtian's anxiety.

He kissed her lips. "What an ungrateful woman."