The armor was placed on the clothes rack, heavy to pick up. She dressed him piece by piece, and the Crown Prince's entire temperament changed as he wore the battle robe.
"Your Highness."
Zhang Jian's voice sounded from outside, urging them on.
Su Xinyi fastened the last strap for the Crown Prince, looked up at him, couldn't help but wrap her arms around his waist for a hug, and let go quickly. "Your Highness, may everything go smoothly for you on this journey. I will wait for your triumphant return to celebrate your victory."
Yan Junchu lowered his head to meet Su Xinyi's worried gaze, recalling the letter drafts he saw torn in her study, he knew she wanted to accompany him to war.
Lowering his head, he gently kissed her lips, "A Yuan, wait for me to return."
Yan Junchu glanced at her once more before turning and striding away.
Su Xinyi sat in the hall without chasing after him, fearing that doing so would distract and worry him.