The room had a noticeable medicinal smell.
Situ Yongjie glanced around, thinking to himself, the rumors were indeed true, the Prince was seriously ill. But, proposing marriage to the Prince at this time, doesn't it seem a bit too materialistic?
After all, no one in their right mind would want to marry their daughter to a dying man.
His mind spun with countless thoughts in an instant, considering many possibilities.
However, on second thought, the War Prince, being the War God of Moli Country, is naturally different from ordinary people. If he were to unfortunately die from illness, Moli Country would be embroiled in war. By doing this, it's for the sake of Moli's common people, and thinking this, he found some peace of mind.
Long Rui lay in bed, waiting for a while, but still didn't hear Situ Yongjie speak, getting a bit impatient. He sneaked a glance at him and saw him in a daze, which made him anxious.
