C65 The future princess

Carrying Xie Qingrong, Xuanyuan Chen walked towards the county level area step by step. During this time, Xie Qingrong's hands unconsciously hung by her side, her jet-black hair was a little messy due to the wind.

Xuanyuan Chen's expression was calm, his eyes were cold enough to freeze.

In his heart, however, he was blaming himself