Xia Ruqing bit her lip and nodded.
Suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly added, "Emperor, I'm crying also because... I'm cowardly! I'm afraid of dying, afraid of losing! If I die, Little Bun will have no mother, and if I die, you'll love someone else!"
Zhao Junyao burst into laughter. "I won't love someone else, only you! How could you die so easily? Don't let your mind wander. You little woman, still so petty!"
Though he said that on the surface, he was actually quite pleased inside. Qingqing's pettiness was what he found adorable, and it was what he liked. Although he couldn't understand why, that was the fact.
Zhao Junyao also had yet to eat lunch. Upon hearing that she had awakened, he stopped reading his memoranda and hurried over, then talked with her for a while. Li Shengan, who was waiting outside, had become anxious a long time ago.
What about the Emperor's lunch? Consort Xian Pin had already eaten half of it; must it be taken back and remade?
