In the small courtyard, after only staying for a moment, Old Master Lu and Lu Changchuan walked out.
As they walked back to the main house, just as they entered the courtyard gate, the two of them were taken aback.
A moment ago, Old Madam Lu, who had been lying on the bed, unwilling to speak much due to her weakness, was now standing under the eaves of the bedroom door, holding Little Bun's hand in one hand and Ye Wan's arm with the other.
She was dressed in a cheongsam with jewelry, her hair meticulously combed with osmanthus oil.
The white hair was accentuated by the pearl on her ear, making her look elegant and graceful.
There was no hint of illness on her face, in fact, she seemed even more cheerful.
At a glance, she looked radiant, as if she had become a decade younger.
The grandfather and grandson exchanged a glance, their gaze falling simultaneously on Little Bun.
Under the eaves, as Old Madam Lu looked up, she saw the two standing in the Moon Gate.
