Daohua had played in the provincial capital for two days, and on the third day she was ready to go back.
The wharf of the provincial capital.
The Li sisters were bidding farewell to Daohua; as usual, it was Li Xingnian who would escort Daohua back.
Since there were many wastelands in Ningmen Prefecture, and upon learning that the yams Daohua was now cultivating were suitable for sandy loam farming, they had bought several estates in one go. Now, every month or two, he had to travel to and from Ningmen Prefecture.
"Yiyi!"
Dong Yuanyao jumped down from her own carriage, running and waving at Daohua.
"How did you all come?"
Seeing Dong Yuanyao, and others like Dong Yuanxuan and Su Hongxin behind her, Daohua was somewhat surprised.
Dong Yuanyao: "Of course, we came to see you off!" she said, linking arms with Daohua, "I'm really sorry I couldn't keep you company these past few days."
Daohua smiled: "I know you've been busy attending various banquets and couldn't get away."
