After Ling Chuxi angrily shouted these words, she got up and went to the back hall. However, on the way, she met her younger sister, Princess Shui han. Shui Han's face was pale as he stood quietly on the road, as if waiting for her. He pounced on her the moment he saw her. Ling Chuxi's heart ached slightly. An unspeakable sense of sadness and guilt welled up in her heart.
"You didn't agree, did you? no! You won't leave me behind, right?" Shui Han's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Ling Chuxi with anticipation and fear.
"He didn't agree. I said I won't leave you behind. " Ling Chuxi's heart ached as she hugged Shui han. Feeling the emaciated person in her arms, a strange sense of familiarity welled up in Ling Chuxi's heart. What was going on? Why did such a scene appear in the depths of his heart? There was a sense of helplessness that she could not change or resist. How did this happen?