She knew her place in his heart.

She braced her arms against his chest and gently pushed him.

"Husband, don't be angry. Go downstairs quickly. It's early in the morning, and you're making it hard for me to breathe."

Di Jingling gave her a deep look before slowly withdrawing from her.

Indeed, the morning court session had only been halfway through when the "bad news" came.

This was also the first time he had ever left the court for personal matters and rushed home.

For his beloved wife, he did everything for the first time.

...

Di Yanqing did not leave; instead, he went to see Di Youming.

Seeing his cousin practicing martial arts in the bamboo forest, he was very solemn.

He watched the child wave his arms around and clicked his tongue in amazement.

Perhaps hearing his voice, Di Youming, who was practicing his swordplay, suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes still gleaming.

He glared at Di Yanqing.

"Why has the Emperor come to the Prince's residence?"

"Your aunt is in trouble, how come you're still practicing your sword so leisurely?" Di Yanqing clicked his tongue in amazement.

He sometimes envied Emperor Youming.

Although he didn't have parents to take care of him since he was a child, he has always lived in the Prince's Mansion and now he has his aunt by his side.

He could only think about how to escape and gain freedom every day in that cold, desolate palace.

It's really tough for him.

Di Youming put down his sword. "I believe my aunt will be alright, so I didn't go to check on her."

Hearing his resolute words, Di Yanqing glanced at him suspiciously.

After a pause, Di Yanqing walked towards him. "I, no, I've come here today to say goodbye to you."

Emperor Youming: ? ? ? ?

Why say goodbye again? Is the Emperor planning to abandon his post and run away again?