After a while, Chen Heng looked away from the carriage.
No matter what he did, he would have to find a suitable opportunity.
"Sir Chen."
As Chen Heng thought to himself, a voice sounded out from the distance, cutting off his thoughts.
Chen Heng raised his head, looked into the distance, and saw a young girl.
The girl's looks were delicate and pretty, and she wore a simple but elegant robe. She was about 15 or 16 years old and had not yet matured.
From what Chen Heng's memories told him, Liunan Prince Song Qi was also around this age.
"Miss Li."
Just as he had always done, Chen Heng lowered his head and asked, "Has His Highness woken up?"
During the last attack, an enemy had been able to get close to the Liunan Prince. Although Chen Heng had repelled that enemy, the Liunan Prince had fallen unconscious.
It seemed that he had now woken up.
"Yes."
