"You know that my sister even went to the Black Market, so what’s a dicine King Valley? She would go there without fear."
Jun Ning deliberately acted all ignorant and bold after saying it.
The Crown Prince was furious upon seeing this.
This girl was right; she had the guts to sneak out of the palace to visit the Black Market alone, let alone the dicine King Valley.
She’s quirky, her thinking differs from others; as long as she wants to go, she’ll find a way.
Just like when she once dressed as an adult on stilts to go to the Black Market. She wanted to go, so she did!
But is the Black Market the sa as dicine King Valley?
Although the Black Market deals with clandestine businesses, people who go there remain safe if they don’t stir trouble.
dicine King Valley is different.
Just crossing the Black Forest is fraught with danger.
Even those with great martial arts skills might not survive; my sister, who ignorantly ventures there, doesn’t know martial arts and can’t defend herself, might be devoured by wild beasts.
Even if I manage to get the life-saving dicine for the Emperor, he would surely be furious when he hears about it.
Might as well take her with to dicine King Valley.
With her under my watch, as long as I survive, I can protect her.
"Fine, I’ll take you."
The Crown Prince agreed reluctantly, but despite agreeing, he felt very indignant, and, grumpily, he reached out to pinch both sides of Jun Ning’s face.
Jun Ning’s face was pinched so hard it hurt, "You, you, you, let go of already."
Her speech turned a bit slurred because of the pinching.
"No." The Crown Prince said fiercely.
"You won’t, huh? Okay then." Jun Ning also reached out and pinched the Crown Prince’s face.
The siblings wouldn’t give in to each other and wished they could pinch each other’s face off.
When National Guardian General Qi Qin arrived, he saw this scene.
He twitched his mouth, wondering if the gentlemanly figure he rembered was the sa person in front of him now?
He was actually playing face-pinching gas with a kid?
Who was this child anyway?
She was so bold to pinch the Crown Prince’s face—doing what he always wanted but didn’t dare to do!
When he got closer, Qi Qin saw clearly; wasn’t this kid the famous Princess Jun Ning, greatly beloved by the Emperor, who even planned a future marriage with his son?
He saw the little girl using all her strength, still unable to hurt the Crown Prince’s face.
The Crown Prince’s face didn’t even blush; his skin was really thick.
On the contrary, the little girl’s face was red, making one feel sympathetic.
Qi Qin approached Jun Ning, crouching down to talk to her, "Hey, little girl, call ’Dad,’ and I’ll pinch the Crown Prince’s face for you. I’ll make sure to peel off a layer of skin."
Since soone had started, he wasn’t afraid either.
Today, he was determined to pinch the Crown Prince’s face, to avenge the disdain he’s always faced.
Call him Dad?
Jun Ning felt offended.
"I have a dad; I don’t need another." As she finished, she suddenly realized sothing and looked at the man speaking beside her.
This man was tall and mighty, with a burly beard, looking robust.
He seed familiar, as if she’d seen him sowhere before, but Jun Ning couldn’t rember where exactly she had encountered this person.
Yet based on his attitude towards the Crown Prince, he must be the National Guardian General, her future father-in-law.
Once the Prince Consort is born, and she’s engaged with him, wouldn’t she have to call him Dad?
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