He hesitated, his face etched with concern.
Qi Yue noticed his unease and couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.
"What's wrong, just say it!"
Zhao Xiyan gently unfolded his sleeves, as if he had made up his mind, and then he spoke.
"... I don't know if it's because there's been too much happening lately, but I've dreamt of father and mother several times. There's a persistent discomfort in my heart, as if something is about to happen... That's why I wanted Yueyue to go and check..."
Almost without thinking, Qi Yue stepped forward and embraced Zhao Xiyan.
"Husband, don't worry. As soon as Shen Gong's matter is settled, I'll go see mother..."
"No," Zhao Xiyan interrupted her, his tone urgent, "as soon as Yunzhu arrives, you must go! I'll have him escort you."
"..." Qi Yue felt puzzled.
"Husband, this isn't like you. Usually, you come up with so many excuses when I want to go somewhere. But now you're urging me to leave?!"
