Qiong Xing smiled at their reaction and, though a little late, had Lian greet them properly as well.
Since she did not remember anything from such an early age, she did not cry, and instead greeted them normally.
Rather than that, the two of them were looking like characters straight out of a picture book of a prince and princess, and Lian's eyes were sparkling with excitement.
"Did the prince save the princess? Did he defeat the bad guys? Where are the little children?"
Her questions were all mixed together, but she kept pressing Brat eagerly, and Qiong Xing stopped her with a wry smile.
He probably had never been around small children before, as he looked quite flustered by Lian's barrage of questions.
"Sorry. She got excited because you looked like a prince from her favorite picture book."
"N-no, it's fine. Um… I was just a little surprised, but she really resembles you, Mother. She's very cute."
