The next morning, before dawn, the City Lord Residence bustled with activity, preparing for what was to come after the Crown Prince and his consort awoke.
Lady Chen, fighting back yawns, stood in the courtyard, constantly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. She didn't dare to be negligent, fearing that even the slightest dissatisfaction from the Crown Prince could bring calamity to the City Lord Residence.
But even as the sun rose, warming the entire courtyard, there was still no movement from that particular section of the residence.
Lady Chen was becoming puzzled.
"Son, why don't you go over and ask?"
The memory of the Crown Prince's icy gaze from the day before sent shivers down Chen Di's spine, even under the blazing sun.
He didn't want to go.
"Mother, it would be more appropriate for you to go," Chen Di made excuses.
