"Cough cough." Dan Yan coughed lightly and broke the silence. But as soon as his mouth opened, he remembered Xun'er's indifference just now, and he hesitated again: Will Xun'er agree to his request?

After hesitating for a while, Dan Yan still spoke: "Miss Xun'er, have you lived a good life? Is it comfortable to live? Is the maid so thoughtful?"

Words are deep concern, and he hopes to ease Xun'er's hatred for him.

"No matter how good this place is, how can freedom be precious?" Xun'er sneer sneer, but still didn't look back, her voice was as ethereal as if it was ringing in the valley.

"Time flies so fast, and it's a thousand years in the blink of an eye. Over the past thousand years, Dan Yan asked himself that he has taken good care of Miss Xun'er. Dan Yan really wants to know, did Miss Xun'er have ever had a trace of affection for Dan Yan?"

Dan Yan originally wanted to say his future intentions directly, but when he spoke, he expressed his thoughts, which made Dan Yan stunned. He knew that he could not let go of his admiration for Xun'er after all.

"What do you think?" Xun'er finally looked back, and her pair of water-cut autumn eyes seemed to pierce Dan Yan's heart, which made Dan Yan's heart sting.

Dan Yan said nothing, and the little luck in his heart fell into his heart.

Xun'er stared at Dan Yan and suddenly sighed quietly: "I care about my husband and can no longer tolerate anyone. Why should the eldest son be stubborn? With the status and talent of the eldest son, what kind of woman do you want?"

"How can I compare to Miss Xun'er?" Dan Yan shook his head, and there was helplessness in his gentle words.

It's time to make a serious matter. Dan Yan sighed inwardly. He couldn't understand why he was a little lost when he saw Xun'er. Perhaps Xun'er's beauty could indeed melt the man's heart. Even if he hated Xiao Yan, he could not turn the hatred on Xun'er.

Xun'er didn't know what Dan Yan was thinking, and suddenly said, "The eldest son knew very well that there was no possibility between you and me. If the eldest son could let Xun'er go with him, we might... maybe even become...friends in the future."

Xun'er thought about the word "friend" for a long time before she said it. Although she had been resentful of Dan Yan's plunder, and even hatred for Dan Yan, as thousands of years passed, Xun'er's hatred for Dan Yan had faded. After all, Dan Yan had never violated her at all, and had arranged her daily life properly. With his identity as the eldest son of Dan Palace, it was not easy to do this. His nature was not bad, he just loved her. If he could exchange freedom and reunite with his husband, what's wrong with being unable to recognize such a friend? His longing for Xiao Yan made Xun'er finally make this concession.

My friend? Dan Yan was happy. It seemed that her impression of Miss Xun'er was not too bad, otherwise she would not have said this at all.

However, as soon as the surprise arose, it was replaced by the strong bitterness in his heart. He thought to himself, if your husband is not Xiao Yan, as you said, maybe we can still become friends. Although we can't get Xun'er's heart, it is a beautiful thing to have a confidante like you. It's a pity that your husband is Xiao Yan. The hatred between Xiao Yan and the Dan Palace is so deep that even with blood, we can't resolve it. How can we still be friends?

Dan Yan couldn't help but sigh: "Although Dan Yan has thought about being a friend, he may not be able to do it now."

"It seems that the eldest son is obsessed with it. Since this is the case, Xun'er has nothing to say." After misunderstanding Dan Yan's words, Xun'er smiled sadly, turned slowly to look at the mist on the lake, with a layer of mist in her eyes.
Chapter completed!