"Sleep soundly, and don't be anxious to wake up early. Once I come back tomorrow after dealing with work, I'll tell you a hilarious joke." The crown prince said with smiling eyes as he helped the little fellow tuck in the comforter before getting up to leave.
Even after his graceful figure, which was as straight as bamboo, gradually disappeared from the window of the bedchamber, Qiao Mu was still gazing after him in a slight daze.
Suddenly, she shrunk her head inside the covers, touching her slightly burning face.
His voice lingered in her mind, and she soon timidly poked her small head out again, just like a small animal in the evening snow, her eyes shining especially brightly in the dark night.
Only a single candle had been lit in the corner of the room, and its flickering glow subtly extended outwards.
