Zhong Lingling carried nothing but the belongings she had on her person, and Xiang Yimo left even emptier-handed!
Hand in hand, they walked out of the Imperial Palace.
Luo Hao, Li Mengqing, and Luo Xuanyu personally escorted Xiang Yimo and his wife out of the palace, followed by a procession of attendants and soldiers that made for quite a grand exit.
The moment they stepped out of the palace gates, a sense of relief flooded Zhong Lingling.
Surely, she could worry about the future later. Right now, wasn't she holding the hand of the man she loved, alive and well by her side? Why fret about what she already had?
With this thought, her heart felt considerably lighter.
"King, Queen, Prince, this is as far as you should escort us. We'll meet again if the opportunity arises," Xiang Yimo said, turning back to address everyone.
Luo Xuanyu's expression had been fraught with melancholy; since morning, she hadn't uttered a single word.
