The cries of battle outside resonated through the sky, yet inside the tent, the two of them seemed detached from the chaos, as if they were about to host a tea gathering, in stark contrast to the tense situation outside.
"Isn't the Prince worried about what's happening outside?" Ruoxi countered his question with her own, her clear eyes soft with a gentle light.
Jun Moling suddenly realized how abrupt his question had been, and he couldn't help but cough lightly, trying to cover his embarrassment.
He spoke faintly, "Everything is under the Marquis's control. With the teacher here, I naturally have nothing to worry about."
As his words fell, the two of them instantly fell silent, and the question Jun Moling had asked seemed to have been swallowed by the silence, never to be mentioned again.
Inwardly, Ruoxi smiled bitterly. She thought she'd never marry again in this lifetime.
