Emperor Yongning came to Jun Ning's side as she sat in front of the desk reviewing memorials. After carefully observing her for a moment, noting that the little girl appeared normal and had no visible injuries, he was slightly relieved.
However, he feared this might be a facade the little girl put on to keep him from worrying. His brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed tightly again.
"Ah Ning... you must tell Father the truth!"
The little girl was growing up with more thoughts on her mind. Although she had handled state affairs well over the years, she had also encountered numerous problems. Yet, she usually only reported positive news, avoiding things that would trouble him.
Emperor Yongning felt a pang of heartache.
Jun Ning met his concerned eyes, which were the same as when he doted on her as a child, without much change.
