Sang Zhi's small face hardened. "I don't have an aunt."
"Eighth Brother, even if you don't like her, you mustn't show it. And even if you do, you mustn't show that either. You have to learn to hide your emotions. This will protect others, and it will also protect you."
"Third Brother, don't worry. I understand."
"Good. I'll take you out of the palace again another day."
Sang Zhi was reluctant, but he still nodded.
Seeing that he had taken the advice to heart, Sang Yan felt relieved. "It's late. You should go back and rest. Your third sister-in-law is still waiting for me."
"Okay. Take care, Third Brother."
Sang Yan departed.
Sang Zhi stood motionless for a long time, his gaze fixed in the direction of the Imperial Study.
In the dead of night, only the chirping of insects could be heard in the Imperial Garden.
The wind blew, making the palace lanterns sway.
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In the Imperial Study.
