Li Hongyuan looked at her haggard and pale face, and at her saddened expression when she said those words.
"Can you bear to leave your son?"
"I know I won't be able to take him. He is the imperial grandson and your son, born noble. With or without me, he won't suffer at all. I have nothing to worry about." Jiang Ning spoke softly, "Do you agree?"
Li Hongyuan's voice turned cold: "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes."
"Fine, I will grant you this. After all, if you stay here, your heart won't be here anyway. It's better for you to leave instead of everyone suffering." Li Hongyuan said, "As for the children..."
"Just treat it as if I only gave birth to a boy. That was what everyone thought anyway. The daughter was a gift from the heavens for me. Please consider the toll that bearing and giving birth to children has taken on me."
Li Hongyuan stared at her for a moment, and squeezed out a word through his teeth: "Fine."
He turned and left.
Without looking back.