As soon as An Yilin left, An Jing said, "Yun Er, you should be tired too. Go and rest for a while, and when Wen Ya arrives, I'll have someone call you over."
"Mm, alright." An Yiyun was indeed feeling worn out, so he didn't force himself to stay up. He got up and went back to his courtyard to rest.
The Royal Palace is quite a distance from the Prime Minister's residence, and it would take at least two hours for Wang Wenya to arrive, so he could have a good rest in the meantime.
"Qi'er, you stay here to play chess with Bao Bei. Bao Bei is just too energetic. Your father and I simply can't keep up." Saying that, An Jing and Xiao Changyi returned to their room, planning to get some rest as well.
For the past two months, they've been traveling every day. Even though the journey was slow, they were still a bit worn out.
As for the preparations for the weddings of their three sons, those trivial matters could start tomorrow. Today, they simply didn't have the energy to deal with them.
