Hua Manman took a deep breath, trying her best to feign composure as she spoke in a trembling voice.
"No matter where you go, my Prince, or how long you're gone, I will always be waiting for you. You only need to look back, and I will be here."
Had he not known her true nature, Li Ji might have actually been moved by her words.
Sure enough, the next moment he heard the woman's true thoughts—
'Go, go, go! And don't you ever come back!'
Li Ji reached out with his right hand. His cool, pale fingertips brushed the corner of Hua Manman's eye, the pad of his finger coming away damp.
"Why cry over something so trivial?"
Hua Manman turned her head away and wiped her eyes with her sleeve, choking out, "I'm not crying."
Jinxiu waited outside the door for a long time, but still there was no response from Prince Zhao.
She couldn't help but call out softly.
"My Prince?"
Li Ji raised the finger to his lips. His tongue darted out and lightly licked the pad.
