Gu Qingxue's eyes trembled. She lowered her head to look at the little beast in her arms. She could not believe that such a cute little thing would become so willful. "Then, what should we do, Your Royal Highness?"
Rong Zhan reached out and lifted little Gu King out of Gu Qingxue's arms again. Without any expression on his face, he casually threw the little thing on a cushion at the side.
The pitiful little Gu King looked at Rong Zhan resentfully. However, Rong Zhan glanced at it indifferently. In the end, it lowered its head and continued to sleep obediently.
Meanwhile, the carriage finally stopped outside the Qi family's gate.
