Mo Canglan arrived quickly, bringing the Little Prince with him.
Upon seeing his sister covered in injuries, the Little Prince's eyes immediately reddened, and large tears fell down his cheeks.
Lin Qingluo didn't care about her own wounds, instead focusing all her attention on his face.
Her gaze fell on the enchanting red mole between his brows, and she couldn't help but feel somber.
Wu Clan bloodline, Unrevealed Prophecy!
Would this unusual ability bring luck or misfortune to this child who had already faced so many hardships since childhood?
"Sister, Xuan'er will apply the medicine for you."
The Little Prince cried with a sob, but didn't forget about his sister's injuries, taking spiritual medicine and bandages from the medicine box to dress her wounds.
His movements were skilled, applying the ointment carefully and cautiously, seeming worried that it would cause her pain, his fingertips on her skin soft and delicate.