Long Yi finally felt relieved. The temperature on Zi Xia's forehead was just right, she wasn't sick. He said, "Little Xia, don't be mad. It's good you're not unwell."
Zi Xia replied surprisingly gently, "I'm not mad."
Long Yi felt an odd sweetness inside. Zi Xia was finally showing some girlish shyness. Looking at her blushing face, he said, "That's good."
After he finished speaking, the two of them stood there like wooden stakes, not knowing what to say, both remaining silent for a moment.
The situation was a bit awkward, both feeling uneasy and wanting to ease the atmosphere a bit. So, they looked up at the same time and simultaneously uttered a word...
"You...!"
After saying that, the two looked at each other, and Long Yi said gentlemanly, "Little Xia, you go first!"
Zi Xia humbly said, "Brother Yi, you go first!"
Long Yi scratched his head and said, "I wanted to ask, why are you up so early? Even the Prince and the Princess Consort aren't up this early."
