As she did this, she anxiously shouted, "Wang Xiaoqiang, you have to hold on, you can't die, what will I do if you die??"
Wang Xiaoqiang's stiff body felt a trace of warmth and moved slightly. Princess Hua Shao saw this and cried tears of joy, "Ah, Little Qiang, you moved. I knew you were blessed and would be fine."
As Princess Hua Shao said this, she rested Wang Xiaoqiang's head on her lap, her jade-like hands ceaselessly rubbing his face.
Wang Xiaoqiang's body, like thawing soil, gradually revived. He finally gathered the strength to speak and said with difficulty to Princess Hua Shao:
"This, this place, is dangerous, quickly, leave, don't, don't worry about me."
Princess Hua Shao was startled upon hearing this, gazing at Wang Xiaoqiang, who closed his eyes weakly again after speaking,
Princess Hua Shao was showered with endless affection, but deep down, she knew the kindness from others was usually with ulterior motives, to flatter her, not out of genuine feelings,
