Third-person POV
Murong Qing weakly lifted up her head when she heard her prison cell being opened. She could vaguely see the face of her guest but the unique white hair of the boy in front of her was too familiar to not recognize him.
"You…haven't die…" Murong Qing struggled as the chains clinked against each other.
Xue Lang took a step forward but a guard that followed him into the cell in case Murong Qing tried to harm Xue Lang blocked Xue Lang's way with his body.
"Your Highness Prince Xue, it is dangerous." The guard said firmly.
Xue Lang stared at him and smiled sweetly, "Her four limbs are tied, she can't do anything to me."
The guard furrowed his brows in contemplation then he glanced at a corner outside the cell where Weisheng hid under the shadow. Weisheng left his servants outside the building and entered alone. Since he possessed dark magic, he could merge into any shadow and hide without any fear of being found out.