The Emperor hurried to her side, and as soon as he stopped, he reached out to touch her face and asked, "What's the matter with Nannan?"
Lian Hua threw herself into his arms, leaning her unsteady body against his, "Brother Zhao, I missed you so much." Her voice was normal. If the Emperor looked down, he would see her with her eyes closed, a frown creased on her brow, biting her lip tightly.
The Emperor wrapped his arms around her, stroking her back, his heart softened a little. He glanced at the Shadow Guard and the surroundings but couldn't see anything amiss. He asked gently, "Did something happen just now?"
Hearing his voice, Lian Hua's mind cleared a bit, and she immediately denied it, "No, nothing."
