Hearing her hums, Ji Zhangzhuo rubbed her little head again.
Tuanzi swayed left and right, then broke free, hugging her head to stop him from touching.
"Then, you don't be sad either."
Ji Zhangzhuo: "..."
Tuanzi looked up, Duan Xiayou looked down, they exchanged a glance, the latter explained on behalf of the little junior sister, "Ahem, we think that maybe back then, you prepared three imperial edicts."
The senior brother and the little junior sister could understand each other's meaning with just one look, and naturally, he understood the senior brother's meaning too.
They thought he might have left an abdication edict for himself.
Coming to the modern era, never to return, completely severing ties with the throne.
