"Do you think I wanted this? But you wouldn't enter the palace. If I didn't do this, how could I see you?"
"I'm not like you, you little heartless thing. Even if you don't see someone forever, you never miss them. But as for me, when I don't see Yao'er for a single day, I think of her like a madman..."
He lowered his head and gently pinched her cheek, sighing helplessly.
To not see someone for a day, and miss them like mad...
Yun Wanyao's mind was a bit muddled as she reached up to touch the spot he had pinched, the words echoing in her mind. It felt like a dream, so unreal.
How did he become so different from the Crown Prince she remembered?
In her memory, he was aloof, sullen, and arrogant, as if speaking an extra word was a great favor to everyone in the country. Yet now, he could speak words of love.
It's truly unbelievable.
She almost couldn't help but suspect her memory was faulty.
