In the blink of an eye, Xiao Hanzheng and Shi Qingluo's two children had grown up.
Liang Yiran fell in love with metaphysics and Taoism, so he took Taoist Master Changqing as his master and traveled everywhere.
Liang Yijia was very lively and naughty when she was young, but she became a little lady when she grew up.
She liked zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She also knew how to write storybooks. It was very popular and sold like hotcakes in all parts of Daliang.
When Liang Yijia was sixteen years old, one day, King Yi and his wife were drinking tea with Xiao Hanzheng and his wife.
Liang Yijia came from outside.
"Why are you back so soon?" Shi Qingluo asked with a smile.
She had said that she wanted to go out and have dinner with her friends.
Liang Yijia walked over and hugged her mother's arm. "Mother, I went to watch the parade of the top scorer today."
