Lan Fan was in recovery after having to cut her arm off. It seemed like forever she was lying in that bed, and not once had she seen Ling. Day after day she thought to herself, how am I supposed to keep an eye on him, and keep him out of trouble, if I don't know where he is? I can't even go to look for him.For what seemed like a long time she went without seeing him, until one day, he dropped by for a visit.
Ling sat next to her bed and watched her sleep, "I'm sorry Lan Fan."
She had only been resting with her eyes closed and at the voice she just heard became shocked and excited that the Young Master had come to visit her, after disappearing from her side the day it happened. She hadn't ever had time to thank him for his help. To let him know everything was okay.
"I'm sorry that you had to lose an arm for my sake. I wish you didn't put yourself in such dangerous positions just to protect me. I can take care of myself..." Fou was listening from the door. He went completely unnoticed, but listened to the Prince's confessions and apologies. "You're strong. I know that, but you don't have to be for me. You're a delicate little flower. I wouldn't want anyone to harm you or take you away from me...
Lan Fan looked up at him, "Then don't leave me Young Lord. Nothing can hurt us if we're together."
Ling smiled at her response. "You always listen to me don't you?" He looked up at the ceiling realizing just how humiliating this would be to anyone else, but not her.
"I try to Young Lord. You are my first priority, like Xing is yours."
"Xing can be second," he looked back at her, into her beautiful eyes, and held the hand she still had, "You'll always be my first."