When Yang Lihuo climbed into the horse carriage, he said, "Let's hurry and go back to the residence."
"Yes, Master." As the coachman spoke, he whipped the horse's buttocks lightly.
The horse started walking and the horse carriage moved away from the entrance of the imperial palace, while the sun disappeared from the horizon, and the sky darkened. When the crescent moon was already hanging in the dark sky, Yang Lihuo arrived at his residence.
Getting out of the carriage, Yang Lihuo looks at the coachman and says, "Go to the back door and wait there."
Knowing that they were leaving tonight, the coachman said, "Yes, Master."
As soon as Yang Lihuo stepped into the open courtyard, he saw more than two hundred people already waiting there. Seeing her husband coming back, Old Madam Yang hurriedly asked, "How is it going, husband?"
