He was blind!
He had entered to seek a sense of existence for no reason, only to be forcefully overwhelmed by couple love! Ah, bah, bah!
Holy Son Miyan maintained a long face and struggled to suppress his emotions. He spoke coldly, "The two of you are needed for a discussion. Please come out."
After uttering these words, Holy Son Miyan turned around and left. With a whoosh, he dropped the curtain of the yurt!
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao glanced up at her Hubby. "What set him off?"
"The bad habit of being a lonely old man for a hundred years has resurfaced," Crown Prince Mo whispered in her ear. He smiled and stole a kiss on her cheek before taking her hand and leading her out of the yurt. "Qiaoqiao, when we return to the capital, the wedding is approaching. What gift would you like?"
