"Hmm?" The Empress was stunned.
Overthinking? Her heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition rising within her. Overthinking about what...
Xia Feng earnestly explained, "Your Majesty, you empathize with the main body, so I believe that as long as your pain is lessened, the main body will naturally feel better."
"....." Beneath the hidden dark gold hem of the Empress's dress, the tip of the Dragon Tail suddenly stiffened.
"Your Majesty, although you are also the Pale Dragon God, in my view, there are still subtle differences."
Seeing her silent, Xia Feng continued, "Therefore, what I care about is not you, Your Majesty, but truly—the Dragon God!"
".....!"
For some unknown reason, Xia Feng had previously mentioned the differences between her and the main body, and at the time, she didn't feel anything, truly agreeing with this statement in her heart.
After all, there were indeed some discrepancies in memories between her and the main body.
