The Princess's voice was gentle and soothing, as if possessing some kind of magic power, calming Qin Qingluo's mood slightly.
She no longer looked at Chen Yi but instead reminisced about the past along with the voice.
The female Prince's gaze fell into the void, with a hint of nostalgia, saying:
"It seems we share a mind, I've been dreaming frequently of my childhood lately, when Father just passed away, and Mother didn't care about me, locking me alone in the courtyard, afraid I'd make mistakes, but I almost went mad from being alone.
It was you, Aunt Zhu, who secretly climbed over the wall to find me from time to time, bringing me osmanthus cake, and back then, I thought you were even better than Mother..."
Min Ning listened to this and inexplicably felt a bit sad. She had once experienced such an almost unsupported time too, with only her sister sustaining her body and spirit.
