Thinking like this, An Yiyun's throat choked even more, so much that it began to ache.
It might be best to resign from this official position.
Everyone has worried enough about him, and he cannot let them worry any longer. Especially his parents.
"Fourth brother, your body can no longer endure any exertion, you should..."
Before An Yiqi could finish, An Yiyun, whose face was as pale as paper and had grown so thin that he looked out of shape, nodded and slowly, yet gently, said, "I understand what you all mean, I will resign. I will not hold this position anymore."
An Yiyun's decisiveness made everyone feel even worse.
Yet An Yiyun smiled, "Once I've resigned, I'll go back, just like elder brother, and accompany our parents."
No matter how big or grand the Royal Palace is, it cannot compare to being by his parents' side. Moreover, as a son, he should naturally serve his parents.
