The door creaked shut behind her.
And Hua Jing, for the first time since she had been thrown into this place, felt something cold wrap around her heart.
If he ever wakes up.
That statement alone brought shivers to her body and her skin started having goosebumps rising from it.
It was quite hard to believe that the prince would die just like that or that he might never wake up.
But, when he had collapsed earlier Hua Jing had seen the state he was in.
He did not look good at all!
The first consort was quite smug and she looked like she knew that the prince would not wake up at all.
It was both strange and fear inducing.
Just the thought of it alone brought Hua Jing a deep fear she had not known she could feel!
Her fingers curled around the bars, her knuckles turning white.
No.
She refused to accept that possibility.
Zhao Yan would wake up.
He had to.
