Ancient Wen Heng had finished giving his final instructions over the past few days. Before leaving, he hugged both his children, then called out, "Let's go," and was the first to step into the carriage.
Gu Benluo, being a little older, tried to wriggle free from his nanny to climb onto the carriage. But with his small frame, how could he possibly escape the nanny and a prepared Qingzhu? He could only purse his lips in grievance, not shouting or screaming, just letting tears stream down his face.
Jin Qianqian couldn't dwell on her own sorrow at that moment. She quickly held her son and comforted him, "Daddy is going ahead to prepare our new home. Once the weather gets a little warmer, we'll take your little brother and go join him."
This was the safest timeline they had previously agreed upon. With winter fast approaching, traveling with two young children was simply not a wise move, so they had decided on the time after spring began.
