"It seems that you have a good relationship with the state preceptor."
"Why don't this Prince issue a decree and let the two of you get married?" di Cang's voice was chilly.
"What?" Di Xiaoyun jumped up anxiously. He didn't care about his fear of di Cang and immediately refused, " I don't want to get married. Brother, you can't throw me to the state preceptor so cruelly.
"Don't you like him very much?" di cang coldly laughed.
"I'm too familiar with the state preceptor, so it's not easy to make a move between acquaintances."
"Do you choose to marry the state preceptor, or do you want me to hang you up and beat you up?"
Di Cang's words were domineering and flamboyant, as if the pitiful little girl in front of Huanhuan was not his biological sister.
Ge Ge Ge Ge! di Xiaoyun's expression was pitiful. can I not choose either? "
