"Your Highness, the Emperor has summoned you to return to the capital before the New Year, so you'll need to set off next month."
"What's the rush? Leaving on the twentieth of December would still be on time." Zhao Yao had no desire to return to the capital so soon.
"Your Highness, don't you want to go back early to see Your Highness the Empress?" Tong Xi said, "I'm sure Her Highness misses you and wants to see you sooner."
"Alright, then I'll depart at the beginning of next month. You go ahead and make preparations." Truth be told, he missed his mother, the Noble Princess Consort as well.
"I will prepare immediately." Tong Xi completed his bow and hurried away to arrange for their return to the capital.
Zhao Yao looked thoughtfully at several plates of pastries on the table before slowly picking one up and starting to eat. These pastries were of a flavor he enjoyed.
This was someone's heartfelt gesture, and he couldn't just let it go to waste.
