The sky outside was a deep blue, with white clouds floating in the sky, and the wind carried the scent of plum blossoms.
The New Year was approaching, and Luo Shunchen wore a troubled expression, "Xiao Meng, do you remember when we first met Ruyan? Back then, you told me she wasn't a match for me, yet you were the one who approached her. In the end, you were the one schemed against! Now, she's become my wife, and in another month, our child will be born."
"Yes, I remember. It seemed unbelievable at the time," Xi Xiaomeng said with a smile. "Why bring this up now?"
"You must have heard the rumors about the Sky Poison Country's royal family, the ones about the Guardian God."
Luo Shunchen smiled faintly, gesturing for Xi Xiaomeng to sit down, and a chessboard lay between them.
"Yes, Emperor Xuan mentioned it to me before."
"Haven't you found it strange?"
Luo Shunchen asked.
