Though he was still worried, the Princess Consort had already made her decision, so Li Yong didn't try to persuade her further.
No matter what, he couldn't overstep his authority and forbid the Princess Consort from going out, could he?
A short while later, Xia Zhi, Dongzhi, and the other maids arrived.
They carried complete sets of clothing, shoes, hairpins, and jewelry.
Seeing their mistress awake, the maids' eyes reddened with tears once more.
Cui Lingyao was in a hurry to leave, so after offering them a few words of comfort, she rose to change her clothes.
She didn't know what material her clothes were made of, but they felt cold and clammy, sending a chill seeping straight to her bones.
And since it was already late autumn, she was, in short, freezing.
Li Yong withdrew, clutching the letter Cui Lingyao had written herself. He wished he could personally race to Pingzhou to deliver this tremendous news to his master.
