Gratitude

After getting off the horse, Qi Haoran threw the reins to Fei Bai with a dark expression. Fei Bai hurriedly turned around and stuffed the reins to Xiao Ting while he followed fearfully.

Qi Haoran quickly walked to the main courtyard and stopped at the door. Seeing him try his best to put on a smile, Fei Bai said in a sobbing voice, "Master, you might as well not smile."

Qi Haoran glared at him and stood at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time. In the end, he still forced a smile and entered. As soon as he entered, he went straight to the sun-facing east wing where two rooms were combined into one. Mu Yangling and the child were indeed here. The kid was still running around the house sweating profusely and waving the wooden sword in his hands.