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Chapter 83: My Prince (12)

"So we can only sneak out by climbing over the wall." Edel drew two stick figures and analyzed with great enthusiasm: "According to my estimation, the wall is about three meters high, which means we need two guards to climb out within five minutes of changing shifts."

He slowly put down his pen, his long, slender hand moving slightly, and said with feigned regret, "Well, Your Highness, it seems we aren't so lucky." Edel glanced at the little girl who only reached his shoulder.

With that small frame, you think you can climb over walls? Let's see if you can climb over the wall or the wall will climb over you.

“No…no need for all that trouble…” Song Zhishu scratched her head, not understanding what he was talking about. She led Edel to a less conspicuous spot in her backyard, parted the tangled grass, pointed to the small dog hole, and excitedly said, “Look, we can climb out.” “…” Edel pursed his lips. Well, it was already quite impressive that she could even think of a dog hole, but the proud man couldn’t stand the thought of climbing through one.

“Your Highness…” He swallowed hard. “We should go and report to the King. Otherwise… it would be impolite.”

"What's there to be afraid of?" Song Zhishu waved her hand, peering outside to check the situation. Only when she was sure there was no danger did she turn her head to look at Eder, whose face was pale and unwell.

"Come here, come here." She got up and took Edel's hand.

The man stiffened, as if an electric current had run through him. His gaze darkened as he stared intently at the pair of pristine white hands. In the long river of his memory, there seemed to be a small corner where a pair of hands, just as warm, had once held his. That woman was truly beautiful; it seemed as if all the beautiful words in the world were created for her. Her lips parted slightly, and gentle words escaped her lips. She stroked the little boy's head, meeting his bewildered eyes: "Edel, if you ever love someone, never give up on them, never for the rest of your life. Don't let anyone or anything ruin her."

The child didn't quite understand, but to please her, he nodded affirmatively. The woman, however, was not pleased. Gazing at the sea of ​​flowers, a layer of sorrow veiled the tenderness in her eyes. She seemed to be talking to herself: "No, you can't do it. You'll be just like him, unable to do it."

Edel was momentarily dazed; in that instant, it felt as if a lifetime had passed.

"Edel! What are you standing there for!" Song Zhishu patted his shoulder, and after he came to his senses, she said, "I'll crawl out first, and then you can crawl out." She rolled up her sleeves, rolled up her skirt which was already ruined by the mud, and lay down on the ground to begin her arduous crawl.

"Oh my god, this hole is too small." Song Zhishu strained with all her might, and after a while, she seemed to realize something: "...Edel." "Your subordinate is here."

"I think I'm stuck."

"..."

"Help me!"

Edel blinked, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips. He climbed over the wall and watched the stunned Song Zhishu with amusement.

"Yes...you know kung fu."

"What is kung fu?" He frowned. "It's the Mary Sue technique I was born with."

"Alright, alright." Song Zhishu was speechless: "Then why didn't you fly over with me just now?"

"I can't carry it." Edel's thin lips parted slightly, looking quite innocent.