He said that he wanted to give her and Wan Bao a home.
Ever since she was young, Xiao Ying had never dared to dream of having a home. Only Tang En had given her the warmth of having a family.
Now that Tang En was gone, he was bringing up the topic of home to her again.
Tears filled Xiao Ying's eyes as she stared at the man's dark eyes. She asked softly, "Am I still worthy?"
Would a person like her be able to be his Princess Consort?
Long Ming looked at the tears in Xiao Ying's eyes. Her eyes were especially dark and there was a faint trace of pain in his eyes. "How are you not worthy?" Seeming to have thought of something, his low and cold tone softened. "You haven't given me an answer."
Xiao Ying froze for a few seconds. When she realized what answer he wanted, she glared at him angrily.
She was already here. What other answer did he need?
Wasn't the answer obvious?
