"Little Eight and the others are still young, so let's not let them know about this for now."
Duke of Zheng also warned in a deep voice: "In the future, you should be careful not to talk too much in front of your younger brothers to avoid any leaks."
"Yes."
All six brothers responded in unison, their expressions even more solemn than before.
******
After midnight, a light rain began to fall.
The Little Prince slept uneasily, his eyelids moist and traces of tears visible.
Lin Qingluo didn't feel at ease letting him sleep alone, so she had a maid place a small bed opposite her own. She lay down on the small bed to watch over him during the night.
"Sister!"
The Little Prince seemed to have had a nightmare and suddenly woke up from his dream, hoarsely calling for his sister.
"Awo."
Baoya was startled and his fur bristled, letting out a cry with his tender voice.
