After sending her into the palace, he was worried every day. For years, he tried to entrust someone to find out about his niece's situation inside, but unfortunately, they all turned out to be swindlers, with no one reliable. His niece Xiao Hua remained out of touch.
His whole person became thinner, thinning down to what he looked like today.
At this moment, suddenly hearing Xiao Hua's childhood name, Lian Bingcheng was plunged into such grief that he couldn't extricate himself, when suddenly he remembered something. If His Majesty mentioned it, did he know news of Xiao Hua?
Thinking of this, Lian Bingcheng suddenly regained his senses, wiped away his tears with hope, looked up anxiously at the Emperor, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you know of Xiao Hua? Is she well, is Xiao Hua still well?"
Speaking, he couldn't help but voice his deep sorrow again.
