Di Fuyi stood there, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky behind him, as if there was a silver border on his robe.
Dressed in robes and robes, his handsome face was half-hidden in the moonlight, making it difficult to see his face clearly.
He repeated softly: "Di Fuyi, that's how you called me."
Ever since they had that level of intimacy, Gu Xijiu would always call him by her first and last names without leaving her words.
Invisibly brought about alienation His voice was like the sound of a clear spring on the bluestone, with a hint of coldness in its magnetism.
Gu Xijiu suffocated slightly, and naturally heard the anger in his words.
It's better when this person is smiling all the time, but once his face turns cold, his aura is so overwhelming that it makes people unable to lift their heads.
Since their reunion, he has always restrained his sharpness in front of her.
He is like the big brother next door, with warmth and willfulness and laziness, which fascinates her.
It was the first time for Gu Xijiu to see him look like this now.
He was angry, and Gu Xijiu understood very well.
But why is he angry?
What right does he have to be angry?
He was obviously fine, but he kept refusing to pick up her voice.
How could he be pretending to be cool?
It made her worry all day Gu Xijiu breathed a sigh of relief the moment she saw him, but after she breathed a sigh of relief, she also felt angry.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, smiled, and her voice became colder: "Then why do I call you His Highness Nianmo?"
Di Fuyi froze slightly and glanced at Yun Yanli.
Yun Yanli was already there and bowed to him: "Your Highness Nianmo, you are so polite."
Di Fuyi closed his eyes, and with a movement of his body, he jumped down.
Ignoring Yun Yanli who was saluting, he held Gu Xijiu's hand and said, "Let's talk."
His palm was slightly cold, and her wrist was a little painful when he held it.
Gu Xijiu suddenly snatched her wrist back and broke away from his grasp: "What are you talking about?"
Now I know I can't hide the lie anymore, and I remember talking to her.
Gu Xijiu's heart was filled with anger: "Your Highness Nian Mo, you came just in time.
While Mr.
Yun is here, I have some questions to ask you.
I hope you won't lie to me again."
Some things require a three-way confrontation to determine who is lying.
Di Fuyi took a breath: "Okay, you ask."
"Are you Shen Nianmo, the son of the deity?"
"yes"
"You are seven years old this year" "Yes, but I am an adult at the age of three."
"You and I are not childhood sweethearts.
I am actually the same generation as your parents."
"It is true that we are not childhood sweethearts, but my parents are already over 200 years old, and you are only over 200 years old.
Do you think you can be the same generation as them?"
Di Fuyi replied in a deep voice, looked at her pale face, and added: " Of course, your skill is already that of an immortal, close to that of a god, and you can be considered as comparable to them."
Everything was consistent with what Yun Yanli said.
The more Gu Xijiu asked, the more her heart sank and she became more and more angry.
Taking another breath: "There is no engagement between us, right?"
The emperor brushed his clothes and said, "Yes."
Although she had been so angry in the upper world that she said she wanted to steal him as her husband, it was a joke after all, and she had already made it clear at the Yaochi banquet.
Gu Xijiu's fingers trembled slightly in her sleeves: "Then why do you claim to be my fiancé here?"
It made her come to her door automatically and make a big mistake.
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Di Fuyi smiled sadly: "Because I like you so much that I can't help myself":