Anning dashed frantically straight into the Qingzheng Hall.
Prince Jin was dealing with state affairs in the hall when he heard the noise and looked up.
He was shocked by what he saw.
Anning was running so hard that she was covered in sweat and gasping for breath, tears streaming down her face.
Because she ran so fast, she lost many of her hairpins, and her clothes were somewhat disheveled, looking particularly wretched.
Prince Jin saw Anning's eyes red and swollen from crying, her hair damp from sweat sticking to her face, and her lips bitten forcefully by herself. Crying so fiercely, her lips had become dry, and after biting them, a bead of blood oozed out.
Seeing Anning like this made Prince Jin's heart twist with pain.
At the same time, even in such a disheveled state, she was still bewitchingly beautiful, stirring some emotions within Prince Jin.
