Lu Liangwei's face lit up with delight. "My mother's here?"
"Yes. She's been waiting for you." Zhu Yu nodded with a smile.
Hearing this, Lu Liangwei released Long Yang's hand and walked ahead briskly.
Alarmed, Long Yang caught up with her in a few strides, grabbed her arm, and scolded her, "What's the hurry?"
Unfazed, Lu Liangwei looked at him and said happily, "Mother must have come to give us information on the guiding herb. That means that you'll be cured of the parasitic venom soon, and then your memory will finally be restored."
Not long ago, Mother had already received a letter from Southern Xinjiang saying that the guiding herb had been found.
An imperceptible frown creased Long Yang's forehead. Was restoring his memory really that important?
He was content with the current situation, so he was not anxious to get his memories back.
However, instead of dampening Lu Liangwei's enthusiasm, he simply swept her up into his arms.
