A Racoon For A Prince

She seemed to want to rush over to him, but she did not dare to do so this time. Besides, she was still holding her sword tightly in her hand. "You... has that bitch disguised you? Don't you try to hurt my son!"

Gu Xijiu looked rather disheveled at that time. Her hair was all over the place while her clothes were untidy. There was even a little dirt on her pretty face. It was only her eyes that were still shining like stars.

It seemed that the woman was the true Gu Xijiu and no longer an impersonation.

Di Fuyi sighed with relief and opened his arms to her. He seemed to carry an unsuspecting posture that suggested that he was the real Di Fuyi. "Baby, who do you think can impersonate me?" 

'Gu Xijiu' seemed to recognize him to be the real Di Fuyi. She started to tear at once and ran directly into his arms. "You are finally here!"