The Fourth and Fifth Heirs were a bit stunned.
They hurriedly chased after him: "Father!"
The Third and Sixth Princes gathered around their mother.
They all looked somewhat serious.
Although they had just supported their parents separating,
when the moment truly arrived for them to decide, they all felt uneasy.
Princess Consort Kang obviously no longer wanted to respond.
She waved her hand wearily, "I'm a bit tired and want to return to my room to rest. Yaoyu, Xingye, you send Zhi'er and the Marquis off for me."
"Yes, Mother." The two nodded.
Everyone watched as Princess Consort Kang left, supported by her maid, her back lonely.
Bai Zhi'er gently sighed, "We've come to this point, after all."
Her dark, moist eyes carried a bit of worry.
Because Bai Zhi'er could foresee Princess Consort Kang's future difficulties.
Even though they separated, this event left a scar in her heart.
Causing her to be low-spirited all day long.
