Suddenly, Zizi felt herself wrapped in a warm embrace. Yunru gently placed his hand on her head and brushed his fingers through her hair.
When the one you loved and trusted the most shattered your faith, it hurts a lot. It hits your heart as if someone stabbed it mercilessly.
This was the second time after her confession that she had cried so hard. The haughty princess looked weak and helpless at this moment.
"It's okay. Cry all you want. You don't have to hide your tears, Princess."
With his gentle pats, she felt a sense of ease wash over her. She tightly hugged him and buried her face in his chest. "What should I do Yunru…? I want to deny everything b-but I cannot do it, right? I cannot ignore it, right…? I-I am so pathetic. Even though he did such a thing to Caihong, I don't want to hate Grandpa…"
