Everyone was overjoyed.
Yun Nianfeng stepped forward a few paces and asked excitedly:
"Lady Bai, can you really cure my father?"
"I should be able to." She nodded.
"That's great!" He jumped up in delight, nearly dancing with joy.
He was, after all, just a five-year-old child, and his usual maturity was almost entirely an act.
At this moment, his excitement revealed his true nature.
But no one laughed at him, nor did anyone point it out.
They merely watched him with smiles, their eyes carrying some comfort.
This was how a child should be.
They hoped the Young Prince would no longer pretend to be mature and instead be a happy child.
Lady Bai affectionately reached out to stroke his head without saying a word, only giving him a smile.
Yun Nianfeng's face immediately turned red.
He lowered his head a bit embarrassedly, looking at his toes.
How strange, just now when Lady Bai touched him, he not only didn't dislike it but felt very comfortable.
As if...
