She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. His expression was gloomy and his gaze was cold. His handsome brows were tightly knitted together. It seemed that something big had happened.
The Crown Prince smiled slightly, and the haze on his face disappeared. He pointed to the chair on the left and said,"Sit!"
He walked over and sat down on the chair.
"How is your recovery?"
"Thank you for your trouble. I'm already much better. It'll be worth it in two more days."
"Don't force yourself! There was no hurry. He had to take good care of his body."
"I know."
The Crown Prince seemed to want to say something, but the words had already reached his mouth, but he still didn't say them.
Zhang Ronghua guessed that it had something to do with the Ziwei Dragon King. Or something else?
They chatted for a while about the Heavenly Emperor's legacy, including the problems they would have to face in the future.
