"I ..." Luo Yanyun hurriedly raised her other hand to wipe the corners of her eyes. When she saw Liang Zixuan looking up at her, she smiled kindly and said, "I was just thinking about Zixuan's mother. If she's still around, she'll be the one blowing Zixuan's hair."
Liang Lihua was a gentlewoman. Liang Zixuan had accompanied her for a few months and knew that she was a very good mother.
As Luo Yanyun had said, if Liang Lihua was still alive, she would be the one to blow Liang Zixuan's hair and help her wear a wedding dress tomorrow.
When Liang Zixuan thought of her mother, her eyes slowly turned red. She hugged Luo Yanyun's waist gently. "Grandmother..."
