The Adorable, Airheaded Princess Consort

“Make way! Make way! The General Who Guards the Nation is here!” At the shrill announcement, the crowd's chatter died away... Jin Cangyun was drenched in sweat, his eyes bloodshot and shadowed, his hair disheveled. His desperate worry was impossible to hide. He hurried toward Qiu Qiu, taking two steps at a time, and swept her into his arms. “Qiu'er! Where have you been? You nearly frightened your father to death! If anything had happened to you, how could I ever face your late mother? My Qiu'er, let Father have a look. Are you hurt? Did someone bully you?” Jin Cangyun pulled Qiu Qiu out of his embrace and gripped her shoulders with both hands, then...