It was nighttime.
The City Lord Residence was brightly lit.
Lady Chen and Chen Di sat in the hall, staring eagerly outside.
"Why hasn't the Crown Prince come for dinner yet?"
Chen Di was also somewhat anxious, "Perhaps he's too tired and is still resting."
"He has been resting all afternoon; isn't he coming out yet? Could it be that we, mother and son, did something wrong and neglected the Crown Prince and Her Majesty?" Lady Chen said worriedly.
It couldn't be that the image of her being carried back from a heatstroke was seen by the two distinguished guests, could it?
Chen Di, looking at his mother's expression, shook his head, "Mother, do not worry needlessly."
Although he was not particularly uneasy, the voice of the beauty behind the curtain that afternoon kept echoing in his mind, intensely bothering him.
