The days of departure always come quickly; two days passed in a flash.
Xie Yunzhen wanted to leave quietly, and the Emperor agreed.
But that day, he still wore plain clothes to see the couple off.
Apart from the day of the victory banquet, this was the first time the Emperor saw Ji Mingzhu.
Compared to some time ago, she seemed a bit fuller.
Remembering the news received a few days ago, the Emperor's gaze involuntarily fell on Ji Mingzhu's belly.
Perhaps because of her slender limbs and waist, it wasn't obvious yet.
But given her cautious demeanor, the Emperor knew that Ji Mingzhu was once again carrying Xie Yunzhen's child.
There was still some bitterness in his heart.
But there was nothing he could do.
Ji Mingzhu was Xie Yunzhen's wife; he had tried to be capricious once, but failed.
She had no desire to court favor with power, no matter if he presented her with the best of everything, she was indifferent.
Now, the Emperor understood.
