"Hmm..." Bai Qingyan nodded. She lowered her eyes to hide the tears overflowing from her eyes, and supported Mrs. Dong as they walked towards the city wall.
This South Gate of Dadu City, where Bai Qingyan had once stood with her mother and aunts to receive the remains of her grandfather, uncles, and Xiao Shiqi. Now they stood here again, but this time, it was to welcome back her brothers and sisters who had returned victorious from Xiliang.
Although her mother and aunts were all crying, the tears from both times... were different.
Bathed in the dazzling morning light, the smile on Bai Qingyan's lips grew even more brilliant, especially when she saw that her own brother was no longer wearing a mask and showed his true face, unafraid of others seeing the burn scars on one side of his face, which finally gave Bai Qingyan some peace of mind.
Not hiding the obvious scars on his body meant that her brother had truly let go of the matter in his heart.
