Everything had a turning point.
But at the moment,
because of Emperor Zhou,
Cheng Guang and Wu Ling were both driven to a cliff.
Whether it was sentiment or morality, or the power of their respective sides, none would allow them to be together.
Cheng Guang's mind was filled with myriad thoughts, his face showing several more strands of weariness.
"Princely Heir, His Highness has gone to rest; you may take your leave now."
A palace maid approached cautiously and said to Cheng Guang.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Guang did not respond and turned to walk towards the palace exit.
Just as he was about to step out of the Crown Prince East Palace, Cheng Guang couldn't help but look back.
He could see,
a tall pavilion where a fleeting figure dashed past.
Cheng Guang's expression faltered slightly, then weighed down by a heavy heart, he walked slowly out of the palace gate.
As Cheng Guang left the Great Zhou Imperial Palace with a heavy heart,
