Yelu Yan's profound tiger eyes looked playfully at Li Xianyun, "Why do you say that?"
Li Xianyun's red lips parted slightly, "The Ninth Prince is still in Shangjing, aren't you afraid he'll do something bad?"
Yelu Yan raised his hand and gently stroked Li Xianyun's hair, "My Xianxian is indeed clever, nothing can be hidden from you."
He paused for a moment, still holding Li Xianyun in his arms, and lowered his head to gaze at her, "As your husband, I'm actually afraid he won't do something."
He had an air of confidence and seemed to have everything under control, which was very charming.
Yelu Yan took her small hand and gently kissed it, "If your husband did not leave Shangjing, how could I give those demons and monsters an opportunity to take advantage?"
Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan, realizing that this was a trap, one waiting for the Ninth Prince to leap into.
Li Xianyun couldn't help but start to worry, "What about Grandmother?"
