She felt very guilty: "Speaking of it, it has been difficult to survive in the capital these years. I have really wronged my son."

Li Lu narrowed his eyes: "My son is the eldest son of Prince Rong, and it is only his duty to share his father's worries."

King Rong nodded happily: "If a great cause is accomplished in the future, my son will take half of the credit."

The father and son sat across from each other, had tea, and talked for a long time.

Until a young man in a blue robe wearing a sleeveless attire came forward, respectfully stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince."

King Rong looked over: "Yicong is back."

"It's getting late, so my son won't disturb his father's official business." Li Lu stood up and left at the right time.

King Rong nodded: "You are not in good health. Remember to take your medicine on time and rest early. Don't work too hard."

Li Lu agreed, and when he bowed and left, he paused for half a step as he passed by the young man calling for Yi Cong.

Yi Cong bowed to him and said, "Your Majesty, please go slowly."

Li Lu nodded to him and left with the boy who was standing nearby.

After taking seven or eight steps, Li Lu subconsciously stopped and looked back.

King Rong had left the stone table and led the young man towards the study room.

The young man was actually a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old, but he had a steady temperament and looked calmer than his actual age.

It is said that this person came to his father's side five years ago. He is very popular with his father and often follows his father around. Now he is even helping his father with military affairs.

Seeing that man following King Rong into the study, Li Lu turned around and saw that the boy beside him had just withdrawn his gaze, and asked quietly: "Why, have you heard of that rumor too?"

The boy's face changed when he heard this, and he lowered his head in a panic: "I don't dare, I don't know..."

Li Lu smiled, said nothing, and walked forward.

The young man calmed down his mind and said respectfully out of remediation: "The wind has picked up. The prince can't bear the cool breeze. Please accompany the prince back to the courtyard."

Li Lu smiled again and nodded: "Okay."

He walked slowly, thoughtfully raising his hands under the cloak and slowly turning them over. A closer look revealed that these hands were thin, pale, and sickly, and did not seem to pose a threat to anyone.

In the past, when I was in the capital, this was a good cover.

Now that he has returned to Yizhou, he no longer needs this cover, and this frail body has become a drag.

Whenever his father's staff looked at him, there always seemed to be silent regret and uncertainty hidden in their eyes.

He thought he would not die easily, but in the eyes of others, he seemed destined to die soon. Those people could not see long enough continuation in him, so they were unwilling to give up their expectations and loyalty easily.

Now, he needs to have some continuation that can be seen.

When Li Lu returned to the courtyard, it was almost dark. In the courtyard, the maids were lighting lamps everywhere.

Hearing the sound of salutes outside, Ma Wan's maid, Lan Ying, quickly came to the inner room and reminded in a low voice: "...Girl, the prince is back!"

Although she had been married to Prince Rong for half a year, Lan Ying still used to call Ma Wan "girl" in private.

Ma Wan, who was reading the letter, changed her expression when she heard this. In a hurry, she rolled up the letter paper and stuffed it into the sapphire vase placed on the small table under the window.

Soon, she heard footsteps approaching.

Ma Wan tidied up her appearance and saluted the young man who walked in: "The prince is back..."
Chapter completed!