Yang Luo hurriedly looked away and asked, "Prajna, why are you here? What's the matter?"
Prajna lowered her head slightly and blushed. She whispered, "I'm a little afraid sleeping alone."
"Afraid?"
Yang Luo was stunned for a moment before asking in confusion, "What are you afraid of?"
Prajna pursed her lips and said, "As long as I step into Country Sakura, it's very easy for me to have nightmares at night. I will dream of the tragic deaths of my father, mother, and grandfather back then…"
Hearing this, Yang Luo sighed in his heart.
He could also understand the sadness and pain in this woman's heart.
After all, Country Sakura was equivalent to a nightmare for her.
He stroked Prajna's head and smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Prajna. I'll avenge you in a few days.
Don't be afraid. Go to sleep in peace. We're all here."
Prajna looked up at Yang Luo pitifully. "Brother Yang, can I sleep with you tonight?"
"Ah?"