Hearing those words, Song Yunzhao's restless heart instantly calmed.
The sound of Feng Yi's breathing filled her ears. His arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, and she was nestled in his embrace, completely surrounded by his scent.
For some reason, the rims of Song Yunzhao's eyes turned red.
After the Emperor entered the hall, Nanny Yu and the others bowed and withdrew. With quick thinking, Xiangxue also carried the Second Prince away.
Feng Yun had no idea what was happening. He had very little memory of his father, the Emperor.
"What took you so long to come back?"
Song Yunzhao had always considered herself a strong person, and she had thoroughly prepared herself mentally for Feng Yi's return.
But his simple words, "Zhaozhao, I'm back," caused all the sorrow in her heart to come pouring out.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Song Yunzhao wanted to get a handkerchief to wipe them away, but she couldn't move.
