a Clue?
Evening at the Plum Pavilion.
BaiYing sat dreamily on his bed, still not feeling sleepy. He kept thinking about what had been missing from his memory during the events that day.
Tonight it was raining so hard. BaiYing kept seeing the water that fell between the slightly open windows and made him focused and calm, which was what he needed right now.
The Crown Prince approached, immediately tore off the blanket, and sat behind BaiYing.
"YingYing, what are you thinking?"
The Crown Prince's hands wrapped around BaiYing's waist from behind and rested his chin on the boy's shoulder. The kid was still looking intently at the window, thinking until his brow furrowed deeply.
LuoXiang raised his hand to brush BaiYing's hair behind his ear.
"Em, you're still thinking about concubine Fu? Did you get any clue?"
BaiYing was still seriously thinking, he ignored the Crown Prince until suddenly he turned his head quickly.