Mo Beiyuan immediately hugged the packrat who was hiding behind the tree and looking over. He placed his large hand on the back of the packrat's head and deliberately blocked her vision.
"Father… Why isn't Big Sister chasing after Sweetcake? Does she not want to play anymore?"
"Yes, she's tired and doesn't want to play anymore."
Mo Beiyuan had also heard the guard say that the Sixteenth Princess had passed away. He knew that something had happened there, so it was even more impossible for him to let the little packrat look over.
However, the little packrat was very curious. Her little head swayed back and forth, and she still saw the Sixteenth Princess lying on the ground through the gaps in the crowd.
"Big Sister is tired. Is she having a nap?"
Mo Beiyuan supported her back with his broad palm, and the darkness in his eyes flashed. "Yes, she should be asleep."
