Rong Yan immediately threw away all the thoughts in his mind, such as "Why is she here", "How did she come here", "Why did she come", and "I have to send her back like a way". He came to her using his Qinggong. "What's wrong? Where are you hurt? Does it hurt?"
Xiaoxiao stuffed a biscuit into his mouth as she turned around. "I'm fine. How did you end up like this?"
The messenger and the soldiers who followed him were stunned. Then, they saw the dignified and calm Third Prince's cheeks move as he started to chew with a cold expression.
Xiaoxiao sighed. "It wasn't easy for me to fatten up this child."
Rong Yan couldn't help but smile. "Does your family know that you're here?"
Xiaoxiao nodded. "They know."
Rong Yan asked again, "They all agree?"
Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered. "They didn't agree at first…"
