This was a gift Zhou Li once gave Ye Chong at the end of the term, celebrating Ye Chong's perfect scores in seven subjects. At that time, Zhou Li was poor, so he molded one tael of silver into the shape of a leaf and gave it to Ye Chong.
Ye Chong really liked it and always kept it in the pouch his sister had made for him.
Now, it's in the letter.
Zhou Li smiled.
"So annoying, this feeling of being manipulated."
Zhou Li tucked the leaf into his chest and gently exhaled. He looked at the road, a winding and twisting path that was extremely similar to the stories of the Lizi Class.
The sound of hooves arose, Zhao Yun's lips curled, and behind her was Li Qiongyu, full of worry yet with eyes filled with expectation.
"I'll meet her along the way."
