Naihua felt a surge of emotion as Ah Xian's words reached her ears. She dabbed at her wet cheeks, trying to regain her calm. "Is that so? He... he worries about me?" She whispered, barely audible.
Ah Xian nodded with sincerity. "Indeed, your highness. Beneath his stern facade, His Majesty harbors a gentle heart. He may not express it often, but he values your happiness."
Naihua mulled over Ah Xian's words, feeling torn. She had witnessed moments of Huo Mingyue's tenderness, but they were always eclipsed by his haughty attitude. Was there more depth to him than she had assumed?
She let out a sigh, feeling conflicted. "Thank you, Ah Xian. I'm grateful for your compassion and your candor." She said, giving him a faint smile.
Ah Xian bowed humbly. "It is my honor to serve you, your highness. If you require anything else, please do not hesitate to ask."
