The Fourth Prince stood still, born into the Imperial Family, with a naturally suspicious disposition, he wouldn't be easily deceived.
Situtu Qinger closed her eyes, leaning weakly against the tree trunk: "I... I'm almost dead, is it possible that... my last... last wish you aren't... willing to fulfill for me? You... do you want... me to die without peace?"
Faced with a woman who once loved him deeply, the Fourth Prince's heart softened. Seeing her so weak she couldn't even stand, he thought she couldn't be up to any tricks.
Thus, he slowly stepped forward and gently embraced her.
Situtu Qinger opened her eyes, looking at the Fourth Prince's face just inches away, she cracked a smile, her voice weak yet carrying an eerie tone: "Fourth Prince, with you accompanying me, I won't be alone on the Yellow Spring Road."
