Take your time, dear

If it weren't for that year when I was eight, a fortune teller said I had the fate of a "Mother of the World," who in ancient times, whoever married me would become emperor, bringing good luck to my husband.,The man turned his head back, a pair of unusually handsome eyes fixed on Yan Jingxi. A flash of surprise crossed them before sinking into a deep and unfathomable darkness.,Yan Jingxi was a little embarrassed to be stared at. He unconsciously pushed the hair from his forehead and asked again, "Give it or not"。