"You… you…" When she had once followed her father to argue with the scholars in the royal court, Xia Wanyuan had never stuttered. However, at this moment, she could not say a word for a long time.
In the end, Xia Wanyuan said angrily, "Lecher."
"Didn't I tell you just now?" Jun Shiling's eyes were smiling. "In a thousand years, you'll be my wife."
Xia Wanyuan's face heated up as she tried to defend herself. "But now…"
"Since you're destined to be my wife in the future, can't I exercise my power in advance?" Jun Shiling's eyes were smiling as he looked at Xia Wanyuan with obvious teasing.
At her age, when had Xia Wanyuan ever been treated like this? Now, she was both embarrassed and angry. "You said it was because we changed time and space. How do you know that it will still be the same in this era? Maybe we…"
Xia Wanyuan was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly stopped.
