The days in South Garden were carefree.
The only complaint was that it kept snowing.
When they departed on the twenty-ninth, Xia Ruqing still felt some regret.
"I never got to go out for a walk!"
Zhao Junyao could only comfort her. "Wait until the weather warms up before you leave the palace. It's not suitable now!"
Xia Ruqing knew there was no room for argument, so she didn't say anything more.
The carriage was silent. Fortunately, a charcoal brazier inside provided enough warmth; otherwise, it would have been unbearable.
I wonder how the two Little Buns are doing?! Do they miss me?
Zhao Junyao pinched her cheek.
"Why should they miss you? Just two little rascals!"
Xia Ruqing pouted. "Emperor, you haven't chosen their names yet. You promised to name them when they were a full month old! It's been delayed until now. Haven't you thought of any yet?" she pressed, clearly dissatisfied.
