Li Mingyi approached Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu just to send them out of the palace on behalf of the imperial sister-in-law.
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu naturally agreed.
Following Li Mingyi away from the veranda, Zhao Rong, who was walking last, quietly looked back at the small Emperor being escorted away.
In this life, his first hand-holding was indeed with Qing Jun, but in his previous life, there were still regrets left in his heart.
On the road to Du You, he had once shared these regrets with Su Xiaoxiao.
The regret of having never taken the hand of the girl who squatted down and looked up at him...
Whether it was because of insecurity, because he couldn't make promises at the time, or because he couldn't bear the weight.
"You... are far better than me..."
The young Confucian Scholar turned back, rubbed his face, and left.
