Chu Qianli didn't want to listen, and she started walking towards the tent entrance.
Leng Ji knelt on the ground with a plop, saying anxiously, "Princess, the Prince is also suffering deep down. That night, it was the first time I saw the Prince shed tears."
A sudden pang struck her heart, and the step she was about to take stopped in its tracks.
Her clenched fist trembled slightly.
He cried?
Impossible!
This man, cold-hearted and unfeeling, now was probably just feeling a bit guilty towards her and the child, trying to make amends.
But, how could he possibly cry for them?
"Princess, it's true. I have been following the Prince for so many years and have never seen him shed a single tear!"
"That night, it was the first time, and the only time!"
Leng Ji was really afraid she would just walk away like this. This was the best opportunity for her and the Prince to mend things.