The imperial guards who had been knocked down immediately scrambled to their feet. After a furtive glance at Cao Jin, they all retreated in an orderly manner.
"My girl, come, let your grandfather have a look..." Upon seeing Song Lianhe, all the ferocity from when he'd kicked the guard vanished from Lin Yuanzhong. Tears streamed down his weathered cheeks. "You've grown up, a fine young woman now... Good, so good! If your mother could see you, she would be overjoyed..."
"Grand... Grandfather..."
Looking at the old man before her, Song Lianhe couldn't help but think of her own grandfather.
The old man who had spent his life deep in the mountains, dedicating most of it to traditional Chinese medicine.
"Yes! Yes!"
Lin Yuanzhong affirmed, wiping endlessly at his tears.
He glanced up and only then noticed the man standing behind Song Lianhe.
His brow furrowed at once. "Prince Qing?"
Zhou Cangyan immediately offered a salute. "Greetings, Marquis Lin."
