"Is General Yelyu's temperament always like this?"
Ying Ce slightly frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the Barbarian General's unsettling demeanor.
"If that's the case, I'm even more determined to stay. Little Seventh, do you welcome your uncle?"
Looking at the girl encircled by the man akin to a mountain, Ying Ce asked gently, smiling warmly.
It appeared that everything was left to her discretion, and if the Little Princess disliked it, he would immediately depart.
This made Yelyu Lie a bit anxious, and the large hand resting on the Little Princess's waist involuntarily tightened.
Her disdainful comments about the Great Xia Regent King echoed in his ears, yet that undershirt and two letters left Yelyu Lie unsure...
"Of course, welcome. Since Uncle is here, why not stay a few more days?"
The sweet, tender voice sounded, and Yelyu Lie felt as if he was struck by lightning.
Even the hand resting on her waist slackened.
