Now with the child here, it's not appropriate to be angry again. Qin Qingluo could only glance coldly at Chen Yi, as if telling him to "take care of yourself." She picked up Qin Yue and left the flower garden without another word.
Watching the silhouettes of Qin Qingluo and her daughter gradually disappear, Zhu E slightly lowered her gaze, feeling guilty in her heart, and whispered:
"Sir, it seems I shouldn't have argued with the Prince like that."
This statement was both easy and difficult to answer. Chen Yi pondered for a moment and said, "It's not Aunt Zhu's fault; it's mine."
"Sir!"
"Aunt Zhu, don't think about this. I'll worry about it myself. You've been up all night, go and rest for a while."
With Chen Yi saying this, Zhu E found it hard to refuse, so she left on her own.
Chen Yi was in no rush to leave; he lingered in the flower garden for a while, wandering idly as if waiting for someone to appear.
