No matter how cold Ling Lihua's heart was, it instantly softened when she heard her daughter's gentle, comforting words, and her eyes grew wet with tears.
She turned and patted her daughter on the head, feeling that she was actually quite lucky.
What else could she ask for when she already had such a good and sensible daughter?
At that moment, the hatred that she had buried all those years in her heart seemed to become insignificant.
"Come, let's go back first." With a tug of the reins, Ling Lihua steered the horse and started riding in the direction of the city gates.
The horse trotted leisurely as Chu Jiu followed them on foot.
"Mother, Grandmother's alone at home now, and she's already old. I'm worried about her, but I can't leave the palace so often. Can you move into the Grand Duke Mansion just to keep her company?" asked Lu Liangwei.
She was genuinely concerned about her grandmother.
