The Prince froze on the spot, as if Bai Ruozhu's words had shocked him greatly. His steps went unsteady, and he staggered back two steps, finally dropping his butt down on the unwilling stone stool by the door of Bai Ruozhu's Room.
Seeing him like this, Bai Ruozhu couldn't help feeling a bit soft-hearted after all, but she drew a few deep breaths and pressed that softness down.
They were no longer children; they couldn't be as simple and carefree as they were in their youth.
Born into a chaotic world, no one could guarantee anyone's safety forever, let alone a Prince with such a special status. If he didn't wake up, sooner or later he would lose his life.
Before, he still had the king of the Western Regions Country to shield him. What about in the future?
The Prince sat there dumbfounded for quite a while, then suddenly began gesturing at Bai Ruozhu. Bai Ruozhu recognized it as sign language, but couldn't read the meaning in it.
