Though she tried to comfort herself, how could this scene not fill one with suspense? Wei Linxia couldn’t sleep night after night, a fire burning in her heart.
These days passed slowly, from summer to autumn, then to winter, they were still living in this dilapidated house, having to carefully calculate every penny. As the new year approached, the Rong Kingdom became lively. Two palace maids familiar with the old woman said that the Rong King had ordered a grand celebration for the victory. Soon after, the Rong King surprisingly bestowed upon them fine clothes and ordered them to move back to their original courtyard, also gifting them many servants. When they entered the palace to express their gratitude, the Rong King stated that he would send troops after the new year to escort them back to Yanshi.
Lin Xia harbored doubts about this outcome, while Xi Linxuan remained calm, as if he had anticipated all of this.
“We’re going back, we’ll be able to see our daughter soon, are you happy?” Xi Linxuan asked her on the way back from the Rong Palace.
“Happy,” Lin Xia replied. Although she knew her daughter would be safe with her brother, it still couldn’t compare to having her by her side. She was still worried about the agreement between Xi Linxuan and the Rong King.
“Once we return to the capital, I will submit a memorial to the Emperor, I really can’t handle the position of Crown Prince, how about I go to the grasslands to be a leisurely prince?” Xi Linxuan asked.
“Okay,” Lin Xia agreed, looking up at him. Xi Linxuan smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curving, seeming to be speaking sincerely.
Having experienced such a major event, Lin Xia felt uneasy about his determination.
“Are you willing?” she thought for a moment and asked this question.
