Duanmu Chun chuckled and put down the teacup in his hand. He raised Cheng Su'er's chin. "Beauty, I'm even happy that you're worried about me. However, don't worry, beauty. I can't bear to see you in danger with me."
Hearing that, Cheng Su'er's eyes flickered slightly. "Your Highness, I heard that Dujin City, which is closest to Zhuang Prefectural City, is about to fall. If we don't send reinforcements soon, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long."
Duanmu Chun's expression didn't change, but his voice became even gentler. "Beauty, who do you think I should send to support them?"
Cheng Su'er was delighted, but in order not to be seen through by Duanmu Chun, she tried her best to suppress it.
