The two children couldn't stop singing, surrounded by disciples of the National Master Hall who had gathered to watch.
The sovereign suddenly felt a bit complicated.
What happened to the promised bouts of crying? What about needing to find Uncle His Majesty as soon as it got dark?
The little girl must've completely forgotten she even had an uncle!
If no one interrupted her, she could probably shake her head, strut around, and sing till tomorrow!
The sovereign let out a cold snort, "Humph, I've never seen her so engrossed in play!"
It's already dark outside, and she's still not homesick!
Zhang Dequan chuckled, "The Little Princess has rarely come across such a playmate."
The sovereign laughed, "Were her previous playmates too few?"
Zhang Dequan smiled, "It's not the same, right?"
