A pool of spring water (77)

As long as xiajun Zihao thought about how his father and mother had been in love for so many years but could not be together, he would have a lingering fear.

So how could he allow Yan 'er to leave like that?

He could completely understand his father's feelings.

Xie Yan 'er didn't answer or say no, but she fell asleep on xiajun Zihao's shoulder.

Xiajun Zihao's gaze turned gentle and tender. He shook his head helplessly and softened his tensed body so that she could lean on Him more comfortably.

She was really tired.

Xiajun Zihao thought back to the many things that had happened and felt that Xie Yan 'er was really his lucky fruit.

Now that the rain had passed and the sky was clear, the only thing he had to do was to take on his responsibility as a King and treat Yan 'er well.

He tilted his head and looked at Xie Yan 'er's beautiful face.

He looked at her carefully, as if he wanted to engrave her into the depths of his soul.