"Crown Prince, you should go." Jun Ning was not an ordinary child under three years old. She understood the Crown Prince's words and his concerns. "If something really happens to me here, you can just say I sneaked in by myself, and it has nothing to do with you."
Jun Ning sighed. "This way, Father won't do anything to you."
"I would like that too, but, but..." The Crown Prince hesitated for a long time, then suddenly lifted Jun Ning in his arms. As if making a decision, he firmly said, "But you are my sister! My only sister, how could I just watch you be in danger and do nothing?"
"Enough, enough." The Crown Prince admitted defeat, "Going out to handle business and running into you is my calamity. I am destined to have this disaster, I can't avoid it, so I have to endure it."
He snorted arrogantly, cleared his throat, and helped Jun Ning shout: "Run quickly, the officials are coming to catch people."
In his heart, the Crown Prince acknowledged Jun Ning's method of shouting.
