"I want you to see the trust written in my eyes." Crown Prince Mo did not know whether to laugh or cry. He held her face. "No matter what you do, I'll believe in you."
"No matter what you want to do, I'll stand on your side," Mo Lian gently said as his head pressed against her head.
'Hence, you aren't alone. Don't show an 'I'm very lonely by myself' expression next time. Because… my heart hurts a lot when I see it.'
"I want her to die." The child pursed her lips and subconsciously clenched her fists.
"There's two months at most before my mother will give birth. I…! I absolutely can't let her live past these two months!"
Mo Lian loosened her hand finger by finger and took out a jar of superior-quality medicinal powder and smeared it across the tiny wounds on her palm. "Three days."
The child looked up at Mo Lian with undisguisable shock.
