Ming Shu and the crown prince were both locked in the same room. The other party seemed to be waiting for someone to come and wouldn’t attack them for the time being.
There wasn’t even a bed in the room. There was only a pile of hay.
There was no other exit except for that door.
The group of people didn’t even tie up the crown prince because they didn’t know that he didn’t know kung fu.
As for Ming Shu..
She had just lost her kung fu, and now she looked a little weak and pale, not threatening at all.
Therefore, she was not tied up and just locked them in this room.
It was not that Ming Shu couldn’t run. She wanted to see what kind of tricks her little vixen could play.
“Ah Chi...”
The crown prince sat in a corner of the hay and rubbed his nose, the tip of his nose red.
He hugged his body slightly. The damp air in the room kept seeping into his body.
