Duan Bowen finished his breakfast and sighed as he watched his younger brother, Duan Liuguang, trot off with a food box to find Azhu.
That boy—once he set his heart on someone, there was no holding him back. He was eager to cling to Azhu every single day; if it weren't inappropriate, he would have spent the night in her room too. When Duan Bowen was brought back injured last night, the brat had asked two questions and then completely lost interest. Never mind that he had sustained external wounds—it wasn't like they were life-threatening, but he was still his older brother! In the past, the boy would have hovered around him, fussing over even the smallest scratch. Now, he didn't even glance at his brother's injuries; Azhu was clearly more important than anything else. Duan Bowen was jealous—incredibly jealous.
He looked up to see Xiao Wuji approaching and hurriedly rose to salute him. "Your Imperial Highness!"
Chapter 38