An Jing immediately said, "I also think that farming is simple and comfortable, especially when I do it with you."
Xiao Changyi's cool lips couldn't suppress the smile that was trying to emerge.
An Jing tiptoed and kissed the corner of his slightly raised lips before asking, "Did you really come back because your adoptive father kept wanting to arrange a marriage for you and it bothered you?"
"I had already planned to return. I don't like that kind of life, but the old man wouldn't let me come back, and he was whining and crying, so I stayed in the palace with him for a year."
The old man...
The current Emperor...
An Jing: "..." He used to call him that before. It seems he really got used to it...
"Later," Xiao Changyi continued, "he thought about arranging my marriage every day, and Chengyu would go on and on about it whenever he got the chance. I found it annoying, so I ran back home."
