Recognizing the emblem the person wore, Xiao Sichen tucked in Ye Ranran's quilt, got out of bed, put on an ash-gray robe, and pushed open the glass door.
At this moment, there was a woman standing on the balcony. She had specially disguised herself, the hem of her deep blue dress swaying with the night breeze, outlining her perfect figure.
However, despite her perfection, her eyes were as cold as icicles.
Seeing Xiao Sichen come out, the woman lifted her head, her voice somewhat icy, "Is she asleep?"
The "she" was self-evident.
Xiao Sichen looked at her face, completely different from her true self, and wasn't too surprised. He was just a bit puzzled hearing her express concern for Ye Ranran.
So he opened his mouth with a cold expression, "Queen Feixue, do you have some business?"
Seeing Xiao Sichen call out her name immediately, Feixue raised her eyebrows, a slight smirk on her lips as she looked at him, "Seven children... are they all yours?"