Ming Qi's expression was calm, but he said, "The princess is joking, and the humble office will definitely arrange the leaks."

After that, he patted the back of her hand, got up, and left.

After Ming Qi closed the door, Natu grabbed the pillow angrily and planned to slam it to the ground.

But thinking that this is Daqi and the walls have ears, she endured again.

Natu continued to take deep breaths, advising herself in her heart—

After becoming the queen, what kind of man does not have, why bother for a woodcutter like Ming Qi!

She doesn't like him!

I am unhappy just because Ming Qi is always so calm and has no emotional ups and downs.

Yes, it must be so!

Ming Qi left Natu's palace and planned to go out.

They met Aker, the envoy of the Western Regions who came with them.

"Master Mingqi," Aker shook hands, knowing that it was the face of the eldest princess, so his attitude was respectful: "Where are you going?"

Ming Qi looked calm: "Her Royal Highness has an order, I will arrange it."

He didn't directly say what the princess had arranged, and Aker naturally wouldn't ask too much.

After all, when she was in the Western Regions, the eldest princess loved this face very much.

Trust him, everything will be done by him.

Aker nodded: "Then it won't delay you."

When passing the garden, Ming Qi met two princes approaching.

He stopped first and bowed his head: "See the eighth prince and the eleventh prince."

The eighth prince and the eleventh prince recognized him as the personal attendant of Natu, the princess of the Western Regions, at the banquet just now.

They also nodded to Ming Qi: "No gift."

After the three of them exchanged a simple greeting, Ming Qi passed them by and left.

The eleventh prince took two steps and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Ming Qi's back.

"Do you think the way he walks looks like a person?"

The eighth prince was stunned: "Who?"

The eleventh prince scratched his head and said in confusion, "It's a bit like the father."

When the eighth prince heard this, he immediately covered the mouth of the eleventh prince.

"Eleventh brother, you usually doodle the back and figure of the father, but if you talk nonsense, the father will know and punish you!"

The Eleventh Prince made a "uuuuu" begging for mercy.

The eighth prince then let him go: "Don't talk nonsense in the future, the face of a princess, you say that you walk like a father, isn't this courting death!"

The eleventh prince sighed: "It's just my illusion, I won't mention it later."

After the two finished speaking, they left together.

...

Today is the day when Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming left the Asura Realm.

In the morning, the monsters came running one by one, reluctantly saying goodbye.

There are a few banshees who are in charge of dressing Gu Nuoer every day, and her eyes are full of tears.

They can't bear the Demon Empress.

Gu Nuo'er comforted the demons: "I will find a chance to come back in the future. You take good care of the flowerbed, and when I come back next time, I will bring you something to eat and play."

Chaos cried the saddest, sitting on the roof and howling to the moon.

Ye Siming could bear it at first, but later scolded Chaos: "If the dog barks again, I will be welcome."

Because of this sentence, when Gu Nuoer heard it, the girl quickly pushed Ye Siming.

"Brother Siming, don't be fierce, Little Chaos, it just doesn't want us!"

Chaos jumped off the roof of the Demon Temple, lowered his head innocently and pitifully, and rubbed Gu Nuo'er's palm.

A little look of being bullied.

Gu Nuoer was distressed: "Look, you scolded it to tears!"

Chaos quietly raised his dark eyes and took a peek at Ye Siming's face.

Ye Siming really frowned, and looked at it with deep and cold eyes.

At this time, all the young man was thinking about was—

Never have a son in the future.