Quote by 沧月

“When the child reopened her eyes into his arms, he breathed a long sigh of relief, tears slipping down his emaciated cheeks, only to feel that his mind was on the verge of collapsing. “Ah? Don’t cry, what… what’s going on?” Zhu Yan raised her hand, wiped his cold face with her little fingers and comforted him with a thin voice, “Has anyone bullied you? Don’t be afraid. My father, is the Red King, and he is very powerful!” He shook his head slowly, grabbed her hand and moved it away from his face. However, the little girl persevered and moved her little hand back onto his face. In the end, he finally stopped resisting and let the child rest her warm little hand on his forehead. “Here,” the child who narrowly escaped death looked at him and said in a happy tone, “you have a beauty tip. My mother, the Imperial Concubine, also have it!” “…” The boy didn’t speak, and turned his face silently.”

Quote by 沧月