Upon arriving back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin Zizi had already packed the belongings of both the children and the adults.
The children were also pacified.
Jiang Ning glanced at the children and smiled, "Mother really has a way."
"There's nothing wrong with the children, they're just hot. Children are more sensitive to heat than adults. How can they not be uncomfortable wrapped up so thickly in such weather?" Lin Zizi glared at the wet nurse.
The wet nurse lowered her head, not daring to make a sound.
Even Lin Zizi's anger was gentle.
She asked Jiang Ning, "Has the Prince of Yu left?"
"Yes."
"Mother really misses you," sighed Lin Zizi.
Jiang Ning laughed, "Mother, moving into the Prince of Yu's Mansion this time is a hundred times more liberating than before. If you miss me, you can visit, and I can return whenever I miss you too. No one can control me anymore."