Li Hongyuan's heart was filled with gloom.
When he had sent off Wenren Zong, she had been so concerned and had urged him so earnestly.
She had prepared books and snacks for him, and even went through the trouble of using the connections of the Prime Minister's Mansion to arrange two attendants who would make sure that Wenren Zong wouldn't suffer on the road.
However, when it came to him, she just stood far away in the crowd, smiling as usual.
It seemed like she didn't feel the slightest bit upset about him having to leave.
Indeed, as she had admitted herself, she liked Wenren Zong and only felt disgust and a bit of gratitude toward him.
Li Hongyuan said to Li Yuanyuan, "You go and sit in your own carriage."
Li Yuanyuan immediately obeyed and withdrew her hand, bowed, and turned to go to her own carriage.
