"Really, truly, nothing could be more certain!" Jun Ning said with confidence.
The Crown Prince didn't expose her, but instead replied, "Ah Ning, as long as you keep getting better, your brother will be happy!" It didn't matter how specifically she improved. As long as the little girl didn't want to say, he wouldn't force her.
Jun Ning didn't know what the Crown Prince was thinking. She was about to deny it when Jing Shu suddenly rushed behind her, collapsing onto her back, clutching her neck tightly as if she had a deep grudge, trying to strangle her.
"Little aunt, I've come to find you!" Jing Shu said happily.
Jun Ning coughed twice, her face turning red, "Jing Shu, your little aunt doesn't want to go to the Western Heaven to fetch scriptures yet, you... quickly... loosen... loosen your grip..."
Seeing this, the Crown Prince hurriedly pulled Jing Shu off Jun Ning's back, "Jing Shu, you're holding too tightly, your little aunt can't breathe!"
