After taking a sip of tea, Li Wuyu finally asked, "Master, for what matter have you summoned me?"
An Jing pushed the osmanthus cake towards Li Wuyu and said, "Your master and I will return to Hecheng County tomorrow. I called you here today to see you as we do not know when we will meet again."
Li Wuyu unceremoniously picked up a piece of the osmanthus cake and began to eat. The sweet taste cheered her up, but upon hearing that An Jing would be returning to Hecheng County the next day, a wave of sadness instantly overwhelmed her, and the cake in her mouth didn’t taste as good anymore.
Li Wuyu listlessly said, "It would be nice if Master and Master Dad could stay in the Capital forever."
An Jing couldn’t help but smile wryly, "There is no feast that doesn’t end. Even if your master and I were to stay in the Capital, there would still come a day when your father marries you off elsewhere, and we would have to face this separation anyway."
Li Wuyu was silent for a while before she muttered, "Master, I don’t want to marry anymore." She paused, "If it’s not marrying my darling, then I don’t plan to marry at all."
An Jing was startled. After exchanging a glance with her husband, she asked, "Would your father agree?"
Li Wuyu shook her head, "I haven’t mentioned this to my father, but even without saying it, I can guess that he is unwilling. He looks forward to my marriage every day."
The topic was obviously too heavy, and An Jing did not pursue it further. Instead, she said, "Your master and I will probably leave the palace to return home tomorrow morning. If you wish to see us off, wait for us at the palace gate at that time."
Li Wuyu immediately said, "Mhm, I will see you off!"
Seeing An Jing pop a plum into her mouth, Li Wuyu suddenly remembered something. Slapping her forehead, she exclaimed, "Master, last time I saw you enjoying sour foods so much, I really wanted to tell you, when the Crown Princess Consort was pregnant, she also had a craving for sour things. However, considering you couldn’t conceive, I was afraid of rubbing salt into your wounds, so I said nothing. If I had mentioned it then, you might have realized you were pregnant!"
An Jing paused, then smiled in agreement, "Yes, if you had mentioned it then, I might have thought of the possibility of being pregnant, and then, by consulting the Imperial Physician, we could have discovered my pregnancy."
Upon hearing this, Li Wuyu started to complain again, "It’s all because you never told me you could conceive!"
An Jing was caught between laughter and tears, "I did menstruate, but menstruation does not guarantee fertility. I’ve seen many who menstruate but have no children. Besides, why on earth would I tell you whether I can conceive or not?"
Li Wuyu became somewhat embarrassed, managing a dry laugh, "Well, when you put it that way, Master..."
An Jing was simply at a loss for words.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi were going home, and the most heartbroken one had to be the Emperor of Xiyun. The Emperor of Xiyun was really crying his eyes out, leaving An Jing dumbfounded.
It turned out to be true; her husband hadn’t lied to her. The Emperor of Xiyun could indeed cry like a little child.
Moreover, the Emperor of Xiyun was sitting on the ground, clinging to her husband’s leg, shamelessly trying to prevent him from leaving...
In stark contrast to An Jing’s astonishment, Xiao Changyi remained exceedingly calm. Ignoring the Emperor of Xiyun clinging to his leg, ignoring his sobs and whining, ignoring his shameless pleading, he calmly directed the servants to load the belongings onto the horse-drawn carriage.
An Jing and Xiao Changyi did not plan to take back all the items given to them by the Emperor of Xiyun and Su Chengyu. They only took a few useful things, so one carriage was really enough. However, they had to bring along an Imperial Physician who did not know how to ride a horse. Xiao Changyi would clearly not allow the physician to ride in the same carriage as him and his wife, so that’s why they prepared an extra one.