C261 The Little Prince

There was a soft blanket in the trunk, and on it lay a sleeping child.

Perhaps it was because he had been cooped up in the box for so long, but the child's white and tender face was suffused with an abnormal pink color, and his forehead was covered with a thin sheen of sweat.

Qu Ling was shocked. He carried the child out and shook him gently. "Mu Er, Mu Er, wake up