He found himself under Chu Xuanzhen's deep, dark gaze.
Shen Yangge carried Chu Xuanzhen over to a chair and set him down, then knelt on one knee to meet his eyes. He asked quietly, "Your Highness, what should we do now?"
If he had been the one to shrink, Chu Xuanzhen would have handled everything perfectly without the slightest difficulty. But he was not Chu Xuanzhen, nor did he have that kind of clout.
Chu Xuanzhen shrinking was hardly good news for him. Besides, the current situation had yet to truly stabilize.
If the Second Prince and the Fourth Prince learned that Chu Xuanzhen had turned into a child during these fifteen days, they would probably stir up trouble again.
He was a little worried. His gaze lowered, and his initial excitement gave way to dejection.
Suddenly, a small, chubby hand patted Shen Yangge's face.
Shen Yangge looked up, and as his gaze met Chu Xuanzhen's, he felt reassured despite himself.
Chu Xuanzhen spoke in a childish voice. "It is no matter. I have merely shrunk. I am not dead."
"Have Su Shang come in shortly."
After committing all of this to memory, Shen Yangge took Chu Xuanzhen's little chubby hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it tenderly. Then his eyes brightened. "Understood, Your Highness."
[Making someone 'smaller' than me worry-what kind of man am I?!]
[Don't worry, Chu Xuanzhen. I'll get through these days and keep you safe!]
[If that mangy mutt dares come barking, I'll turn into the leader of the Beggars' Sect, grab my Dog-Beating Staff, and shut the door to beat the dog!]
Chu Xuanzhen wore a strange expression on his little face. "..."
"I cannot let others see me in this state. Shen Zhuanxie, please prepare some suitable clothes for me."
After all,