"Your Highness, there are a few things I'd like to discuss with him in private." Seeing Yun Hua grow even more displeased, Sang Luo quickly invented an excuse. "Since I have already decided to follow you and entrust my child to your care, I don't want any lingering ties to my past. There are some things I must make clear to this gentleman myself. I hope Your Highness will grant us a moment alone!"
Crown Prince Yun Hua's gaze swept over the two of them, his eyes dark and profound. But he didn't say much more, simply nodding and saying, "I will be back for you in an hour," before turning to leave.
Sang Luo grabbed Fei Yuan's hand and was startled by how shockingly cold it was. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
As a Fire Phoenix, his body temperature should have been scorching hot. Yet right now, he was even colder than Quan Jin of the Demon Clan—an unnatural, deathly chill.
