Xi Ying turned around immediately after hearing Zhao Zhang Wei's shout. He had heard it right. He concluded when he saw Zhao Zhang Wei's eyes those were full of panic.
He had heard the panic and desperation in his shout too.
'Qingqing…'
The name seemed to belong to some woman.
Xi Ying murmured the name as his deep black eyes noticed Zhao Zhang Wei's each expression.
The Imperial Prince that looked so panicked a few moments ago now looked relieved as he looked around the room. Perhaps he seemed to realize that what had seen just a few moments ago was merely some nightmare.
Zhao Zhang Wei leaned against the headrest of the chair. His face had a kind of an exhausted expression making Xi Ying wonder if the prince got the dreams like these often.
'His Highness doesn't sleep well…'
Xi Ying remembered Eunuch Zhang's words and his guess confirmed to more extent.
At the same time, he suddenly seemed to remember Yi Huiqing's name.