Different Style

Yang Shao now had a biological fear of Xiao Jing 'ai. She was a little obsessed. Relying on her rebirth to know the future, she did things without care and rampaged around.

Sometimes, when he couldn't sleep at night, he felt that her rebirth was not a gift from the heavens, but a punishment for him.

Perhaps it was a punishment for his previous life's love for someone else, or perhaps it was retribution for his bad deeds after he ascended the throne and was tyrannical.

"General Yang, I've finally waited for you…I'll send the general out of the residence."

Xi Shao was speechless. First Lady Xiao had just left, and now Second Lady Xiao had come. Although he had never seen this person before, he could tell from her tone that she was not kind. She was here to block Yang Shao.

Were all the young ladies of the Xiao family so proactive and not bothered by trifles?

He couldn't help but sigh. After all, he was born into a poor family and his family style was not strict.