Lu Youyou had run away from home.
On the first day of his departure, the Emperor would occasionally stare at the horizon in a daze.
On the second day after he left, the Emperor would occasionally frown at the fireworks on the table.
The Nine Heavens were filled with Divine Lords and no one ate.
The Emperor had never had any appetite even after ascending for ten thousand years, but now that she was in the Nine Heavens, there was smoke and fire in the hall every day.
On the third day after he left, the book in the Emperor's hand remained untouched for the entire night.
"It has been three days. Every time she gets angry, she will calm down after three days at most. You're really calm this time." Monarch Zi Wei threw down the book and thought to himself, she was only three years old, she couldn't be angry with a child.
She persuaded herself as she walked out of the door.
