Su Luo pointed at her own nose in disbelief, "Me, me?"
The man's brows knitted slightly, seeming somewhat regretful of his words just now, "If you don't want to go, then never mind!"
Su Luo jumped up excitedly, "I want to go, I want to go. I'll go change my clothes right now, Your Highness, please wait for me!"
Saying this, she feared that Wei Shu might regret his offer, and she dashed toward her room like a shooting star.
Prince Aisi called after her, "Slow down, don't fall, you can't fall..."
However, that shadow darted away so fast, it was clear she hadn't taken his words to heart.
Yet, Wei Shu had heard, and he asked, "I've heard Your Highness mention Miss Luo's health several times—is there anything in particular we should be aware of concerning her health now?"
Prince Aisi was startled, a myriad of thoughts spinning in his mind, but when he finally spoke, his words had changed to, "She's just frail; after being injured before, she hasn't fully recovered!"
Frail?