Zhang Liulang leaped off the carriage and watched as Yang Shiqi slowly drove over. Once the other had stopped, he went up to give him a bear hug.
This was the camaraderie between comrades.
Long Yue and Li Qingmu watched, merely smiling faintly, letting them cherish their brotherly bond.
Rong Si was nibbling on a stick of candied hawthorns, and the sweet and sour taste made dimples appear on her cheerful face. Seeing the two embrace, she turned to Li Qingmu and said, "I want a hug too. Where's my big bear? You said you'd take me to meet him; you can't go back on your word, humph!"
Seeing Rong Si behaving like a child, Li Qingmu felt a tinge of guilt inside, as he bore some unavoidable responsibility for her lapse into madness.
But at the same time, he was a little joyful. Now that Rong Si had become Princess Consort Yun again, wouldn't Father be delighted to see her?
But after being apart for over twenty years, would she still be able to recognize Qi Yun?
