Chapter 1143 Is He Very Old? No He Is Not Old

Can't be angry, absolutely can't be angry.

Since the emperor left, no one has been able to provoke his mood swings so easily.

This is also one of the important reasons why she gave herself a sense of familiarity.

Only the emperor, An Xia, has the ability to easily stir up his anger.

The adjusted Venthyr continued with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry! I have caused you trouble. But I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to make friends with you."

"Your Royal Highness, if you don't mind, you can call me Venthyr directly."

This damn "uncle"!

Venthyr couldn't help but cursed fiercely in his heart.

Does he really look that old?

Although he has never made friends with anyone of the opposite sex, Venthyr has obsessive confidence in his appearance.

But after meeting An Xia, this confidence disappeared.

Especially when she was called "uncle" again and again, Wenthyr broke down a little.

He really is not old!

He is only twenty-nine years old!

Just eleven years older than her.

Eleven years older?

like……

Um……

seem……

It's... a little bigger.

Yes, just a little, not much!

Relying on this "little bit" Venthyr stabilized his emotions.

An Xia saw it and smiled.

Turtlehair Venthyr caring so much about his age?

Then you have to talk to him well.

Raising eyebrows, he said with a half-smile, "Uncle, do you usually approach a girl you don't know before like this outside?"

"Uncle, your way of striking up a conversation is really low. Alas, an uncle is an uncle. I'm old, and I don't even know what young people's favorite way of striking up a conversation is nowadays."

"Admit that you are old, uncle."

"Uncle" from the left, another "uncle", and another "old", each word was like a handful of salt, and it was cruelly sprinkled on Venthyr's wound.

happy!

It can crush the guys in the imperial domain again!

In the old days in the Imperial Domain, An Xia especially liked to see Wencyr furious but helpless in front of her.

Now Venthyr has repeatedly sent to the door to find abuse.

She must be satisfied!

Venthyr smiled.

Don't be angry, don't turn your back.

He is the earl, how can the earl let a little girl be so easily pissed off.

Staying elegant and continue to explain with a smile, "Your Highness the beautiful princess, I know I'm being presumptuous, but I really can't control myself."

"Because you are so similar to that friend of mine that I can't help but want to get acquainted with you again and again."

"But I am not the prodigal son you Xia people call. Really, I dare to swear on the reputation of my Venthyr family."

Explained very seriously, with a slightly helpless tone.

He didn't want to chase a little girl like this.

But it is really...

The azure eyes stared fixedly at An Xia in front of her, and the color of her pupils gradually darkened.

The An Xia in front of him was too much like the Lord of the Imperial Domain that he knew well.

It seemed that he could put down his posture again and again to strike up a conversation.

The same name, similar appearance, and that strikingly similar temperament.

If it wasn't for the difference in age and background, he would have almost taken the An Xia he saw in front of him as the Lord of the Imperial Realm he was familiar with - An Xia.

Five years ago, the lord of the imperial domain suddenly died, and his soul returned to heaven.

Five years later, An Xia, who was copied with high precision, appeared in front of him without any warning.

An Xia, An Xia...

Emperor An Xia, why did someone so similar to you appear in the distant country of Xia?

This is a coincidence?

Or is it God's arrangement?