It was already night time when Xiao Hanzheng returned home after dinner.
After showering, he returned to his room.
Shi Qingluo leaned against the soft couch and read a book. "You're back!"
As soon as she stood up, Xiao Hanzheng walked over quickly and put her on his lap.
"King Yi has entered the palace. The Emperor asked me to stay and talk about Mother's marriage."
"Has the time been set?" Shi Qingluo asked with a smile.
The imperial edict did not specify the exact time.
"The sixth of next month," Xiao Hanzheng replied.
Shi Qingluo was stunned. "Then there's only about ten days left."
Xiao Hanzheng nodded. "Yes, King Yi said that he was afraid that it would delay my return to North City."
"So he asked the Imperial Astronomical Supervisor to calculate and found that the best day in the next few months would be the sixth of next month."
