Mo Lian quickly entered, and his mind relaxed when he saw his mother was safe and smiling. He walked forward, lifted his robes, and knelt down. "Royal Mother."
"My son, hurry and get up." Queen Zhao stepped forward to help him up personally in a haste. "Child, look at you. You mustn't have rested well while you were busy outside. Your face has thinned greatly."
Mo Lian glanced at his mother, exasperated, and helped her sit down. "Royal Mother, did anything happen in the palace these past two days?"
"Everything is fine with Her Majesty. Don't worry, Your Highness the Crown Prince." Queen Zhao's personal elderly female attendant handed her a cup of tea with a smile before retreating a few steps and standing behind the queen.
