Donghuang Ziyou drew a deep breath and clenched her fists.
It was one thing not to practice martial arts, but he would rather lounge around doing nothing than read a book.
Was he really planning to be a couch potato for the rest of his life?
She quietly put away the Northern Profound Scripture, gritting her teeth. She really wanted to ask Lin Xuan something.
Back then, you swore you'd marry me. Did you mean you'd lie around while doing it?
With a long sigh, Donghuang Ziyou ultimately couldn't bring herself to say it.
She had already accepted Lin Xuan's identity and his ordinariness. Why make trouble for herself all over again?
When all was said and done, once some things were said aloud, she'd be the one left fuming.
Why make things difficult for herself?
Better not to say anything. If she kept talking, she really would anger herself to death!
Taking a deep breath, Donghuang Ziyou managed to force out a faint smile. "If you're not interested, then forget it."
"Mm." Just looking at those books gave Lin Xuan a headache.
Life was meant to be enjoyed. Besides, he had such an awesome system—why make things difficult for himself?
Donghuang Ziyou had only seemed to suggest it in passing, and the decision to read or not was still his.
So there was no way he was going to read them.
The two fell silent, and the atmosphere grew awkward for quite a while.
Donghuang Ziyou shook her head to herself and turned toward her daughters.
Just then, Ruoying emerged from the black light, her expression grave. "Your Majesty, something's happened!"
"What is it?" Donghuang Ziyou asked.
Ruoying replied, "Wu Siyu, the crown prince of the Cangyue Kingdom in our Northern Profound Heaven, has been captured by Du Junming,