Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Woo, Baozi, I want Jun Mo Yan, I don't want to marry someone else, woo..."

Wen Xiaoai cried out of breath. When he thought that he was going to marry someone else and could not marry Jun Moyan again, he might never see him again in the future. Wen Xiaoai wanted to die.

What made her unacceptable was that these were caused by her closest relatives.

"sister……"

"Woo, why is it like this, woo... Jun Mo Yan..."

"Humans and demons have different paths."

The young man twisted his eyebrows and watched Wen Xiaoai crying uncomfortably, not knowing how to comfort him.

He has been hiding in Wen Xiaoai's bell, and he has actually heard some things that Wen Xiaoai hadn't heard when she was in a coma these days.

He finally knew why Wu Zhihan, who had turned into a ghost at the beginning, was afraid of Jun Moyan, why he was so depressed when he saw him, why the underworld would become more and more chaotic... Then Jun Moyan was no ordinary person at all.

And my sister is not a simple cat demon princess.

This matter is too broad and too complicated, and it is related to the Demon Realm, the Underworld, the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm.

Maybe it’s really like what the Cat Demon Patriarch said, if you want to keep your sister, keep the Cat Demon clan, and stabilize the Six Realms, you can only kill Jun Moyan and let the Demon Lord stay in the Human Realm forever...

But this sister is too unfair to Jun Mo Yan.

Although the young man felt sorry for Wen Xiaoai, he did not dare to tell her what he knew.

If my sister knew that she had another level of identity, and someone else would save her at all costs thousands of years ago, and waited for her for thousands of years, and found her for thousands of years, she would definitely suffer even more.

He is the same as Feng Lidan now, he wants to help but can't help.

At this moment, it seems that everyone has become a bad person.

"Sister, don't cry, that brother named Ye Qi is also very good to you..."

"I don't want it, I want Jun Moyan, woo..." Wen Xiaoai cried more and more fiercely. She was already weak and prone to sweating, she cried profusely in a short while.

The boy stood aside, watching Wen Xiaoai who was crying hard, and then wiped his tears.

For several days, Wen Xiaoai was ill in bed, without eating or drinking, and without medicine.

Most of the time, I fell asleep because of physical discomfort. I was still trapped by nightmares. Sometimes I couldn't wake up even if I wanted to wake up.

And every time I wake up, I feel like I've experienced a ghost press, and I feel weak.

During the rare waking hours, Wen Xiaoai also washed her face with tears.

She no longer quarreled, and cried silently while holding the quilt.

Feng Lidan and Ye Qi were worried that Wen Xiaoai would think of something, but fortunately they didn't.

In the past few days, she barely said a word.

Feng Lidan uses spiritual power to help her recuperate her body every time she is sleeping.

Ye Qi felt sorry for her after all, and went to the patriarch to dissolve the marriage.

However, he didn't even see the face of the patriarch.

On this day, Wen Xiaoai woke up, and after calculating, only half a month left before the divorce.

and so

"I want to see the patriarch."

Even grandma stopped screaming, after all, she complained.

For half a cup of tea, the patriarch was invited by Ye Qi.

Since agreeing to marry Ye Qi, Wen Xiaoai has never seen the patriarch again.

"I want to see Jun Mo Yan."

Wen Xiaoai looked at the person in front of the bed who had been worrying about her for five hundred years, but now he treated her cruelly, and said this calmly.

Looking at Wen Xiaoai, who was so thin, had difficulty speaking, and still had teardrops on his eyelashes, the patriarch's Qingming eyes were stained with distress and unbearableness.