Even now, as he's ungracefully bound here, he still possesses an awe-inspiring elegance, as always. It's no wonder that Princess Siluo has been infatuated with him for so many years, refusing to let him go even in death.
"Ayu..."
Sikou Yu, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened them when he heard Leng Qingjue's call. He smiled faintly at him, "Ajue, you're here!"
His warm smile once again pained Leng Qingjue's heart.
No matter the circumstances, Sikou Yu was always composed like always, always exuding a warmth that inexplicably brought people comfort.
Leng Qingjue asked anxiously, "Ayu, are you alright?"
Sikou Yu glanced at Princess Siluo standing behind Leng Qingjue, smiled, and remained silent.
Leng Qingjue immediately turned to Princess Siluo and said, "Siluo, could you leave us for a while? I want to talk to Ayu alone."
Princess Siluo deeply glanced at him and softly laughed, "Cousin, remember what I just said! We should all look out for ourselves!"
