Carol, your sister is here!

Xi is already familiar with it.

She had just taken her seat, and Izmi, who followed his wife all the way, took the seat closest to her generously. Unlike before, instead of reclining down, this time he imitated her and sat upright, And quite wittily put his hands on his side, even if he wanted to touch her again, he forcibly endured it.

... Not only that, but even his gaze has been restrained a lot.

Kathy seemed to concentrate on enjoying the song and dance, and didn't care who was sitting next to him.

It's just that the cold and distant way of getting along with others didn't last long: Under the surprised and uncontrollable eyes of the peeping people, Izmi turned around and gave her a warm welcome with a hint of flattery and peace. She handed her a waist pillow.Seeing her sitting up straight and ignoring her, he was not annoyed, he smiled slightly, and gently settled her down, touching her waist quite intimately.

The servants who secretly observed this scene also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the strength contained in the tight strings was also relieved: "It's okay, okay, they were still worried that they were making trouble, no, they started to be blatant and crazy again." Di Xiuen* is gone!

The sweetness naturally revealed in the body language is a strong proof that far surpasses all pale explanations!

Just as Izmi expected, Casey did not show his negative emotions willfully on the spot; however, to his surprise, Casey did not ignore his behavior indifferently, but turned to stare at him with a blank expression. He looked at it for a while, then smiled meaningfully at her husband, with indistinguishable complex expressions vaguely settled in his clear blue eyes.

Before Izmi read it in depth, she turned her head away and faced the guests.The corners of the lips are slightly turned up politely, the eyebrows are moderately curved, and the shallow dimples are looming. The calm and calm posture fools the unknowing Indian envoy standing in the center.

Izmi lowered his eyes with a little understanding, picked up a fresh fruit placed in a silver plate on the wooden table, and absently peeled off the thin, juicy skin carefully and completely, revealing the texture inside The criss-cross orange pulp, tore away the veins that affect the taste, and placed it in front of her without saying a word, before continuing to the next one.

Casey stared at the clean piece of flesh, silently lost in thought.

——This small unhappiness can only be regarded as a trivial friction when considered seriously.

She could understand Izumi's hostility towards Minos. After all, she was very aware of the young king's ambiguous thoughts towards her.

But his behavior made her feel quite speechless, but at the same time, she couldn't agree with it, and even felt a little hypocritically sad.

She once thought that he no longer regards possessiveness as the only way to express his emotions...

When she saw that he was willing to resolutely agree to let go with pain for her safety and happiness, she deeply understood her heart.

Did he change back again?

What made her worry and couldn't let go was not only that he rewarded her subordinates with gifts given to her by others without authorization, but also because he chose to lie when she questioned her personally.

She clearly gave him a chance to explain...

Casey sighed softly in her heart, and couldn't help but feel depressed: Maybe it's a bit reluctant to talk about the word mutual respect when the identities of the two parties are unequal.

Thinking about it now, falling in love first and then getting married, the whole experience is just like the skydiving that Ryan's brother once described.

At first, it was just overlooking all beings on the plane. Whether it is the dusty city or the green mountains and plains, they all seemed small and beautiful under the effect of distance; Frightened, holding the doorknob and instinctively hesitating, he had no choice but to jump; when he jumped down, from the moment he was suspended in the air, his heart could almost jump into his throat under the influence of the terrifying feeling of falling It seems to be blocked, and the endless blood seems to be still, and the hands and feet become uncontrollably cold in an instant. The most cruel thing is: but at this moment, everything can no longer be controlled by you—— No one knows whether the umbrella bag can be opened smoothly, or whether it will lead to a tragedy of being smashed due to carelessness.

What brings people down is the gravity of the earth, what affects people's left and right coordinates is the sharp wind like a blade, and the only thing they have is the parachute carried on their back as a support—that is, their husband.

But no one knows whether it will lead you to hope and happiness, or pain and destruction.

She could have bravely believed Izmi's story about the past relationship—that is, the one that Kyrol had let go of—but he was a disappointment and did not give the same trust.

But what could she do.

Only half a month after marriage, many problems caused by different ages, different growth backgrounds, and differences in education have emerged one by one.

It's like a medical diagnosis: look into the contradictions and differences that arise on small issues, and you can vaguely see where the big hidden dangers are buried.

It cannot be said that it is not difficult to deal with.

Cold war, hold it in your heart and let it pass quietly, have a big fight, or make a strict agreement with three chapters are the choices of most people, but she doesn't want to do it.

—Brother Ryan, what should she do best?

After thinking about it, she still decided that instead of hiding the scar that will be uncovered sooner or later, it is better to choose a good time with Izmi as soon as possible to have a calm and honest talk. .

Let him know his attitude and the real reason for his displeasure.

Sufficient communication in love life is always very important. Blindly giving in and over-accommodating are not a good way to maintain the relationship between husband and wife. The part is completely emptied, and the rubber band that is struggling to support will one day reach the verge of collapse.

It should be a process of seeking common ground while reserving differences.

After making up his mind, Kathy, who has wandered countless times in the three points of self-calmness, self-examination, and self-analysis, and invisibly calmed down a lot, has no intention of reconciling with Izmi so soon, at least, not so soon. Be kind to him... At least let him learn a little bit of a lesson, and then reflexively think carefully before doing similar things next time.

Just at this time, the singing and dancing also stopped.With a sullen face, Mura ordered the maids to tear off the used tableware and re-cover it with clean white cotton cloth; Naikon was also busy driving the guards to take away the musicians and singers after the performance.

After she calmed down, she put her mind back on the business, and began to quietly look at the crowd with different attitudes at the guest table below.

Even if there is a full ten steps away from their seats, her sensitive nose can smell the strong smell of perfume - you must know that the reason why the ancients preferred to use perfume is not only because of the abundance of national spices, but also because of To mask bad, heavy body odour.

The most fortunate thing is that it is not a hot season now, and Hassas, the capital city located in the highlands, has a refreshing and pleasant marine climate. Otherwise, the smell of male sweat mixed with agarwood will come oncoming. Extremely excruciating and horrific torture.

Although he had never met and lacked Izmi's guidance, Kathy still easily distinguished from a group of dark-skinned ancient Indians who was the leading Prince Sinton without any effort.

Not because of the distinctive and luxurious dress; nor because of the posture of the other party sitting on the chief seat; and not because of his smooth chin, silver earrings with two tassels, and eye-catching eyes on his forehead. The plume and the huge obsidian embedded in it, shining in the sun.

But among their group of people, only his attire was completely black from head to toe: the other subordinates were mostly white, and he stood out from the crowd, which was particularly eye-catching.

Whether it's the thick turban that is tightly twisted, the loose collarless gown that shows the collarbone, or the trousers with narrow feet...all are all black without exception.

At first glance, he and the clothes on his body were almost an indistinguishable cloud.

Casey expressed his sincere admiration for his courage to fight fire with fire.

After all the idlers had retreated, the Indian prince stood up, winked at the surrounding subjects, and walked steadily to the central position, facing Kathy and Izmi.

"I am Hinton, Prince of India."

"The kindness I've received these days really makes me fearful and grateful." Sinton nodded slightly, and started the conversation in a humble tone.

Izmi put on the same business smile as Kathy: "I thank you more than Tai for your visit, and hope that your temporary stay in the west palace will make you feel comfortable and comfortable."

"My rash request to see you this time is actually based on the order of my father, the king of India, to discuss important matters with the noble princess. My father once said... In the far north of the Red Sea, there are two beautiful and smart The blonde princess who is wise and knows the future."

He smiled, and his white teeth, which contrasted sharply with the brown-black skin, flashed past: "During the journey through mountains and rivers, we are also honored to witness with our own eyes the superiority of King Taido and Prince. A prosperous and prosperous country under the leadership, and people full of happy and contented laughter. It is really worthy of being a well-known hegemony country. Before I knew it, it taught me a lesson, making me deeply understand that if you want to If you are loved by the people like you, you must learn your governance methods..."

When listening to the wrong front, the brows of Mula, Naikon and others who were accompanying them couldn't help but frowned;