Li Ji looked again at Jian, fixed him stubbornly, and waited for him to give her some answers. His features were strong but not coarse, and his dark eyes large and powerful held her gaze back. The mouth set full and firm remained shut tight above his angular strong chin.
Here was a man's face.
In that brief moment, she did not see a junior brother, seven years younger than she was, who had grown up in her care. Countless times she had tended to the child's bruises and scrapes!
When they first met, he was eight to her fifteen. The Emperor mandated that Jian Nagoya would be trained as a bodyguard, serve the young prince and also live together with him, alongside herself and her father Physician Tao.
Li Ji recast her attention to the Second Highness. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest. "You have lived safely for the last seven, eight years... Why again? Why now? Who is the culprit?"
