"Yes, Prince." Gu Qingheng bowed with clenched fists, "The Emperor has commanded, ordering me to escort madam home."
Yang Ruxin nodded slightly.
"So when will madam go to diagnose Princess Ningzi's pulse?" The Han Prince smiled, "Madam is in the capital, also for the continuation of the Imperial Family."
"Xinxin is tired now, another day will do." Gu Qingheng's expression darkened.
The Han Prince, however, looked at Yang Ruxin: "Specifically when? So that I can personally come to escort madam."
Yang Ruxin frowned, grasped Gu Qingheng's hand to stop him from speaking, then smiled: "Tomorrow, I will go to diagnose the princess's pulse."
"Then tomorrow, we will not say goodbye." The Han Prince smiled warmly.
Outside the Palace, Yang Ruxin held Gu Qingheng's hand: "There's no avoiding it."
"I know." Gu Qingheng remained sullen, "I just hate that I don't have the ability to refuse." He's still not strong enough.
