In the Hall of Qiongzhi.

Xie Jie leaned on the couch, his knuckles tapping the small case from time to time, looking at Ahya with a smile on his face.

Ahya sat aside obediently, thought about it, crawled to Xie Jie's side, pressed herself against his chest, and cried out petulantly, "Your Majesty."

She knew Xie Jie was doubting herself.

Although De Fei is stupid and poisonous, but if she had really done it, it would only be a weak heart and irritation at being ...