Zhou Linghuai rubbed the top of the little girl's head. "When your mother got married, your third cousin wasn't young anymore, so he knew a lot about your mother. Your third cousin will stay in the capital for a while this time. After the Buddha Festival, we'll find an opportunity to visit the Xie Residence."
Yu Youyao stammered and said nothing.
Zhou Linghuai called Chang An over. "Bring me the painting I drew yesterday."
Yu Youyao's eyes lit up. She wanted to ask her cousin what he had drawn, but when she thought about how she would be able to see it with her own eyes soon, she restrained herself from asking. However, her eyes inevitably darted in the direction Chang An had left in.
Zhou Linghuai couldn't help but laugh.
Not long after, Chang An returned with a painting in his hand. Before he could approach, Yu Youyao had already run over to take the painting and asked her cousin. "Cousin, can I see it now?"
