Zhulan's letter had just been sent off when Zhao and Chang Yi returned. Zhulan asked, "How come you've returned so quickly?"
Zhao glanced at her husband several times, which Zhulan noticed. Zhao's whole being exuded a sense of dejection, and with a thought, Zhulan understood, "Has the Xu family set the date for the sea voyage?"
Chang Yi nodded. "We set sail the day after tomorrow and leave the capital."
As a mother, Zhulan also felt uneasy. Although she had facilitated the sea voyage, now that it was actually happening, she found herself reluctant to part with her son. The room fell very quiet, and the joy from Wu Ning's pregnancy news had vanished in an instant.
Chang Yi didn't know where to put his hands. Torn between the reluctance to leave his wife and his deep respect for his beloved mother, both of whom were in distress, his heart was also heavy.