"Erlang, is the Empress Dowager feeling better?"
Lady Hu gauged Emperor Yongcheng's expression and softly asked.
"Yes, Mother has woken up!"
Emperor Yongcheng was full of concerns, with a sense of inexplicable unreality.
Upon hearing the voice he so relied on, he did not show the usual fond, joyful smile.
He casually replied, and proceeded directly to the low couch.
Lady Hu's eyes flickered slightly, she subtly adjusted her expression, and sat cross-legged on the low couch before Emperor Yongcheng could.
Seeing this, Emperor Yongcheng habitually nestled in front of Lady Hu, resting his head on her lap.
Lady Hu adeptly untied Emperor Yongcheng's hair bun, using her hands as a comb to gently smooth his hair and massage his scalp.
While she worked, Lady Hu occasionally touched Emperor Yongcheng's forehead, feeling his temperature.
Her warm, soft palm rested on his forehead, giving Emperor Yongcheng a familiar sense of security.
