Leaving the Imperial City for just one week, Ye Li remembered clearly that when she left, the roadsides were still dull and gray.
But now that she was back, at a glance, everything was cloaked in a hazy green.
Delicate green buds had sprouted on the tree trunks.
Spring had arrived.
In the past, Xiao Bao, who was teased for acting like a little grown-up, seemed like a completely different person after returning from a trip.
His face was constantly lit up with a cheerful smile, and when they met, he would softly take Old Mrs. Fu's hand.
Although he still didn't speak, the concern in his eyes was obvious: Great-grandmother, are you well?
"Good, good, very good…"
Patting the little one's cheek, Old Mrs. Fu glanced at Fu Yanci, then at Ye Li, swallowing down her words about Lin Kerou's repeated requests to meet.
After having dinner at the old house, Ye Li returned to the Ye Mansion.