Nie Jiuque's absolute trust left Wen Xiao'ai at a loss for words.
Wen Xiao'ai couldn't withstand his intense gaze and turned her head to the side.
Watching her actions, he smiled and sincerely said:
"You look beautiful today."
"This Princess has always been good-looking," Wen Xiao'ai muttered under her breath, her tone full of pride.
"But I don't like you dressing like this for others, change out of it."
As Nie Jiuque spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a pink and white gown appeared out of thin air.
"Who cares about your likes?!" Wen Xiao'ai turned her head, rebuffing him in dissatisfaction.
She found him utterly baffling.
Nie Jiuque was speechless.
You once said, through all lifetimes, you would only wear the Phoenix Crown and Xiapei for me alone. Naturally, I don't like, nor do I want, you wearing a wedding dress for someone else.
"Change out of it."
He repeated the phrase stubbornly.
