A soft bundle, like cotton, with a sweet scent mixed with milk and fruits, made his heart feel tender.
If he had a younger sister, she might be just like Miss Tang, soft and sweet.
In fact, as long as he took back what he deserved, he could also claim her as a sister and give her the title of Commandery Princess, or even Princess—
Thinking of this, Li Mu suddenly felt that the goal he had been striving for over the years wasn't so cold and distant.
If he were truly the Crown Prince with support, how would Yao He dare to deceive her? How would Zhao Jing dare to bully her? Even the Gu Family wouldn't dare to scold her like that.
Remembering her gloomy expression when she came out of the Vermilion Pavilion, Li Mu couldn't help but hug her small body a little tighter, softly saying, "Madam might have spoken unintentionally, don't feel sad..."
