"Hmm."
The little prince's eyes brightened as he obediently took a Spirit Pill from the medicine bottle and put it in his mouth.
The Spirit Pill had excellent sleep-inducing effects. Not long after, his eyelids began to droop, his mind grew drowsy, and he felt a strong urge to sleep.
"Sister, don't leave, stay with Xuan'er."
The little prince rubbed his eyes with his small hands, not wanting to close them for fear that as soon as he did, his sister would abandon him.
"Sister won't leave, sister will stay with Xuan'er."
Lin Qingluo gently patted his back, her soft voice carrying a soothing effect.
The little prince, listening to his sister's gentle voice, peacefully closed his eyes.
Lin Qingluo picked up the little prince, put him on the bed, covered him with a thin blanket, pulled up a chair, and sat down next to the bed.
**
"Master, just now, at the Mental Cultivation Hall, Yin'er truly saw quite the spectacle."
