"King?"
"The Princess and the Crown Prince have already met up with the Qilin and the White Dragon."
19 stood on the windowsill, not saying a word. The white windowsill had a unique hollowed-out space. Outside the window, white clouds swirled around, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind. It was as if he was about to ascend into the heavens.
His black hair was twined, fluttering in the wind.
King? This name was gradually becoming familiar. It was so familiar that when he was sleeping soundly on certain nights, he would always hear someone call out the name '19'. He was actually a little absent-minded.
"Closely monitor and ensure safety. There's no need to interfere with other matters."
"But the White Dragon seems to be a little..."
"There are some things that can't be avoided. Da Bao should be in trouble. If the White Dragon makes a move, send the Princess away directly."
"Yes, my Lord!"
