The Princely Heir, concerned, entered the inner room.
He touched Li Jing's head; Li Jing slept like a puddle of mud, with no response even when his ear was pinched, breathing evenly.
Guoguo slept at the other end, covered with a small quilt, also sleeping soundly.
He wasn't worried about Guoguo; it wouldn't matter even if Guoguo was awake.
Guoguo was only nine months old, completely unable to understand adults' words.
The Princely Heir tucked the quilts for the two children, closed the bedroom door, and walked into the outer room.
However, what he didn't know was that the moment the door closed, Guoguo opened her eyes. She gave a delicate yawn, turned over to look at the door, listening to the conversation outside.
The Princely Heir bowed earnestly to Prince Luling and his wife, "Son disturbs your rest, Father and Mother."
The Princess Consort waved a hand at him, "Alright, just tell us, what exactly is the matter?" She was extremely tired.
