Gu Changsheng lifted his hands innocently, shrugged, and said, "Blame me?"
The anxious Yuan Bao pursed his lips. Alright, the main culprit showed no signs of awareness for his crimes!
"Lady Changsheng, aren't you worried at all? This is, after all, a grave crime! If something happens to our master, I won't want to live either!" Yuan Bao, imagining the possible outcomes, suddenly had tears streaming down his face.
Just as Gu Changsheng was about to say something comforting, he saw Zhou Mu emerge from behind the curtain.
Leaning against the archway with his tall and proud stature, Zhou Mu glanced at Yuan Bao and said, "You're getting more and more expressive, learning to tattle, not to mention crying all day long."
Yuan Bao was taken aback and quickly wiped his face clean, then stepped forward with concern. "My lord, why do you look so pale? Did you not sleep well just now?"
Zhou Mu rubbed his forehead, troubled, and nodded.
