C513 Loathe

When the Third Prince heard that they were going to leave the palace, his eyes lit up and his little head nodded with all his might. "Good, good, good. Leave now, leave the palace!"

He was about to grab the empress's hand and pull her outside.

The empress looked at him dotingly, stroked his head and said, "What are you so anxious about? He had to give his mother some time to dress up. Otherwise