, tinged with indescribable emotion.He looked like a wronged puppy who had finally met his owner. Just hearing it made your heart ache. An Xuetang felt so much pity that her eyes welled up with tears....An Xuetang had completely lost her sleepiness at this point. She let out a slight sigh and then got up.

"Having dressed, Ning'er knocked on the door and said, 'Your Highness, is there anything you need'"

"Ning'er, come in."

"Yes."

Ning'er pushed the door open, and An Xue Tang looked at her, a helpless smile curving her lips. "Knowing you wouldn't rest easy, from tonight onwards you'll sleep in my room with me. That should put your mind at ease, right"

Ning'er smiled rarely, "Yes."

Even if the princesses don't bring it up now, she will bring it up after dawn. With the king away, they can't keep their hearts at ease unless they see the queen constantly.

An Xuetang originally wanted to ask something else, but at this moment, she caught sight of the dagger on the table out of the corner of her eye.

She excitedly picked it up and looked at it, "Ning'er, did Ajing give this to me for protection"

"Yes, this dagger was designed by the prince himself. Don't be fooled by its small size, for there is a secret hidden in the handle."

Although she, as the queen, possessed no inner strength, her close-combat skills were unmatched by ordinary people.

Especially when a dagger falls into her hands, it becomes as if infused with a soul, its gleam revealing deadly intent. This is the most formidable aspect of their Princess, and precisely because he understands the Princess's fighting habits, the King of Beijiang personally forged this dagger.

She believed this dagger would become their queen's most powerful self-defense tool.alive and living a good life, she is far more fortunate than the child on the mountain behind Jinchuan Temple.And if what the monk said about that year's events were true, then it might be better not...