"I'm sorry, Nana."
Feeling the delicate body of the girl in his arms tremble, Dai Yao froze for an instant, then reached out and wrapped an arm around Hu Liena's waist, apologizing softly.
A thousand emotions clogged his chest, and for a moment he did not know what to say. Only now did he understand why Hu Liena had deliberately acted cold at first. Three years of separation and lovesick torment—even with Hu Liena's gentle, considerate nature, it was inevitable she would have a little temper.
At Dai Yao's comfort, Hu Liena's emotions broke even harder, and her tears soaked Dai Yao's clothes.
For these past three years, she had been appointed by Bibi Dong as commander-in-chief of the three armies. In order to command the army, she could only put away the gentleness of her appearance, seal off her feelings, become cold and ruthless, become decisive in killing, and disguise herself as a rational commander.
Pressure like a tide surged toward her from every direction, leaving her unable to breathe. She had desperately wanted to pour her heart out to Dai Yao, but Dai Yao had long since disappeared. As for Yan and Xie Yue, though they could understand her situation, they could not give her much comfort. Whenever the night was deep and all was still, the pressure and exhaustion were things she could only bear alone.
But in the end, she could not be as cold as she appeared. After seeing Dai Yao, the emotions that had built up inside her for three years instantly erupted.
The mask she had worn for three years before a million-strong army lasted only an instant in front of Dai Yao before it collapsed completely.
Only after a long while did Hu Liena's emotions gradually settle.
"Dai Yao, I missed you