"Perfect timing."
Lin Caisang also said a word.
"I have some matters to attend to tomorrow and won't be able to come over."
"Alright."
Ya Molian responded.
...
The next day, just as Lin Caisang had said, she indeed had matters to attend to, and it was not to avoid Princess Consort Lian.
In the royal hunting grounds of Jianan City, the Elder Princess was holding a book, completely engrossed and unaware of the complaints being muttered by her nephew beside her.
The Second Prince felt like he was practically molding from lying in bed for so long.
Although he walked around every day, it was nothing compared to the days when he could run and jump, ride horses, and fight; it was like heaven and earth, incomparable.
"Aunt, how about we pack up and return to the city today?" he suggested.
Regrettably, as if she heard nothing, the Elder Princess did not even grace him with a glance, continuing to read her book instead.