"Husband, I'm not afraid of dying," An Jing's voice choked even more violently, her throat painfully constricted, her eyes so red it seemed like tears could fall out at any moment, "I just can't bear to leave the children behind..."
"I know," Xiao Changyi wrapped his hand tightly around An Jing's, squeezing so hard it felt as if he wanted to embed her into his body. After a moment, he murmured softly, "I feel the same."
"Husband..." An Jing buried her face completely in Xiao Changyi's chest, not allowing him to see her tears, but her voice grew even more anguished, "I want to live and go back... I want to watch the children grow up... I want to see them get married and have children..."
Xiao Changyi held An Jing tightly, his throat also tight with emotion, painfully so. It took him quite a while before he could utter three words: "So do I."
Meanwhile, in the Imperial Capital:
At the Imperial Palace.
