"Sister, I want more, I want more..."
Yue Xing opened her little mouth coquettishly towards Lyra Du.
The childish voice brought the Seventh Prince and the Emperor back to their senses from their memories.
The emperor looked at the Seventh Prince with a complicated look. At first, the three small figures were just the Crown Prince, him, and the Third Prince. But later, the Crown Prince had a lot of schoolwork to do and then the Crown Prince died early. So the three small figures were replaced by him, the Third Prince, and the Seventh Prince.
"Since you are unwilling, I will consider the successor." Perhaps because he remembered his childhood, or perhaps because of the Seventh Princess's illness, the emperor's voice became incomparably gentle at this moment.
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...