"You haven't said what it is yet. How can brother trust you?" The Crown Prince smiled fondly, "Tell me so brother can hear."
Jun Ning thought for a moment and said, "I had a very bad dream."
Just mentioning it, without saying what exactly the bad dream was, the little girl nervously clenched the blanket covering her legs with both hands. The effort made the knuckles on the back of her small hands distinctly pronounced.
It seems to be a nightmare, without a doubt!
The Crown Prince reached out, held Jun Ning's hand, which was tightly clenching the blanket, with his large hand, and protectively said, "Yi Yi, even if the sky falls, brother is here to hold it up, don't be afraid."
"Brother..." Jun Ning was moved.
The Crown Prince was so good to her.
"All right, speak."
"Mm!"
Jun Ning nodded and recounted her dream in full detail to the Crown Prince.
