"Do you feel the ginger isn't enough?"
"I'm afraid that when I enter the palace to meet the Crown Prince brother, I might burst out laughing if I can't hold it in, thinking that he failed to get married again."
"Pfft..."
The fourth prince, who had just applied ginger, almost laughed out loud,
but there were servants around,
so the fourth prince immediately said:
"Mother Empress, why didn't you wait for your son to see you one last time?"
The fifth prince secretly tugged the fourth prince's sleeve and said,
"That's too much, brother, that's too much, brother."
Right at this moment,
the fourth and fifth princes stood at the gate of the prince's residence,
watching Chengjue being helped out by two eunuchs,
at this time Chengjue looked,
pathetically sorrowful,
emotionally drained,
with weary eyes,
and there were faint traces of tears on his face,
even walking was unsteady, resembling the best illustration of "grief from a broken heart."
