It was morning, but the hair was as dark as the night.
It was morning, but the red was bold and bright.
It was morning, but the smile was more dazzling than the sunlight.
It seemed that Bai Chen was hypnotized to the point of forgetting how to breathe, and the next thing he did was run toward the red-robed man who had been away from him for the past two weeks.
And now it was Ma Qiao's turn to forget how to breathe when he saw his beloved Prince suddenly throw himself into Zhu Ge's arms.
Yes, the black-haired man standing in front of the palace gate was Zhu Ge. In addition to smiling so brightly to greet the Prince, the man also extended his hands as if waiting for a hug from the Prince.
And there was no disappointment on his face because Bai Chen immediately ran towards him before hugging him so tightly. Zhu Ge was pushed back by the hug, but he still chuckled before moving his hands to return the tight hug.
