Yu Zhizhi carried the little tiger cub to find Cang Lan.
The little tiger cub stayed obediently in her arms, his head peeking out, his round tiger eyes staring at the figure on the bed—
'Father?'
He didn't make a sound.
Yu Zhizhi slowly approached. She'd had a hard time getting to see Prince Canglan, and she wanted to use this opportunity to raise his favorability toward her. After all, once he left, it would be even harder to improve it with her territory being so far from the Moon Rising Empire.
She tentatively sat on the edge of the bed and placed the little tiger cub on it. "Little Star, this is your father."
Now that his mother had spoken, the little tiger cub let out a soft cry, which served as a greeting.
It was their first meeting, so there was still a sense of unfamiliarity.
The little tiger cub pressed close to Yu Zhizhi's body, not daring to get too close to Cang Lan.
