Although Chaochao Mumu abandoned her and ran off to Long Jingchen, she was still the one who went through so much trouble to get here.

She still couldn't bear to part with it.

The maid next to her thought she was scared again, so she grabbed her sleeve and pulled her out.

Yang Qi stayed behind last and closed the door.

As soon as the door closed, the little palace maid couldn't help but look at Sang Jiang and say, "Youyou, do you know how scared you were? Luckily I pulled you out, otherwise, if the Emperor blamed us, who could bear it?"

Sang Jiang pursed her lips and nodded slightly to the little palace maid: "Thank you!"

After saying that, she turned around and saw Yang Qi: "Eunuch Yang, may I ask where I live?"

Yang Qi glanced at him and Chunhe, thought for a moment and said, "Since you two came together and are both serving the little prince and princess, then you two can stay together for now. It will be more convenient for you to serve the little prince and princess later."

"This servant understands." Chunhe nodded and followed Sangjiang behind Yang Qi, heading towards her room.

Yang Qi led the two to the door of an empty room and casually pointed, "You can stay here."

"Yes." The two nodded slightly.

Yang Qi glanced at the two of them, then turned and left.

The two walked into the room together, and as soon as they entered, Chunhe couldn't help but say, "Princess, I will bring the little prince and the little princess out later, and then we will leave the city tonight."

Sang Jiang's face suddenly darkened: "What does the child I gave birth to with such difficulty have to do with him?"

Chunhe realized she had said something wrong, and she hurriedly looked at Sangjiang and said, "It was my mistake."

Sang Jiang knew about the birth of Chaochao Mumu; she almost died from severe bleeding and barely survived to give birth to the baby. Even now, Sang Jiang's health is not very good.

Sang Jiang didn't really blame her. He pursed his lips and said, "He's been staying with Chaochao Mumu ever since. Let's see when he leaves."

"Okay." Chunhe nodded. "Princess, please rest for a bit. I'll go take a look right away."

Sang Jiang nodded, placed her hands on the table, casually rested her head on her hands, and looked tired.

She's been sleeping a lot these past few years, and these past two days, working day and night, she's barely slept a wink. Now she's so weak she can't take it anymore.

Chunhe went out, but returned a moment later. She pursed her lips and looked at Sangjiang, saying, "Princess Yang Qi sent me back. He said that he sleeps with the Emperor every day and night, so he can take care of me alone. He told me to go over tomorrow."

Sang Jiang opened her eyes wearily, nodded, and got up to walk to the bedside: "That's good, at least Chaochao Mumu is safe."

No matter what, they are blood relatives, and she cannot deny that. Anyway, they will be leaving again eventually, so let Chaochao Mumu spend a little more time with her father.

Chunhe watched Sangjiang's retreating figure, nodded slightly, and then turned and walked to another bed.

The next day.

Chunhe and Sangjiang got up early in the morning; one went to the kitchen to cook, while the other stood guard at the door of Chaochao Mumu.

Long Jingchen had already gone to the morning court session, but An Ye and An Ying stayed by his side day and night, causing Chun He to miss her chance to make a move.

She pursed her lips in frustration, lowered her head, and remained silent.

By the time Sang Jiang had finished preparing breakfast, Chao Chao Mu Mu was almost up too...