It was His Majesty… Lian Hua relaxed, her face expressionless, not responding, her eyes cold and indifferent, unlike her usual self.
Seeing her like this, the Emperor was startled. Was she frightened by a nightmare?
He wiped the sweat off her, cradled her in his arms, and gently patted her back as he coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, I am here, be good, Lian Hua, don't be afraid."
After the person beside him fell asleep again, the Emperor gently laid her down, covered her with a blanket, and thought with some distress that he had indeed neglected her these past few days. What if she has nightmares like this every day when he is not around? What then?