"Your Highness! Your Highness, are you alright?"
Seeing that the assassin was dead, Aoyama Xiu Xin breathed a sigh of relief as he hurriedly comforted the Crown Prince whom he had been shielding.
It was his first time confronting danger head-on for a man.
"Yazi! Yazi, how are you?"
However, the dead-loyal Crown Prince completely ignored affirming Mr. Aoyama's faithful protection, pushed him away, and rushed nervously to the Crown Princess Consort's side to check on her.
Aoyama Xiu Xin followed close behind him, seemingly for personal protection, but in reality, he was leeching off the Crown Prince's security detail.
After all, who knew if the assassin had any accomplices left?
Damn it, this dog of a prince, I came to bring you blessings and nearly lost my life in the process! Xiu Xin, believing himself to be implicated by the Crown Prince, cursed inwardly.
