"Yet you should worship at the graves of the Qiao family. Since you become a part of the Qiao family, your ghost belongs to them. What you're doing seems a bit ungrateful."
"But shouldn't I remember my birth parents?"
Seeing that he still held this view, the emperor shouted at them.
"Get out!"
They left the palace dejectedly, exchanging glances. Qiao Yunfeng, or rather Jiang Yunpeng, spoke.
"I asked for a month off. It's been five days, and I'm planning to return to pay respects to our parents. Are you coming?"
"No. I didn't request time off. Besides, my wife is pregnant. You go ahead."
Jiang Yunsheng walked away without even looking at him. He was left alone, walking aimlessly.
From that day on, the Qiao family no longer had the presence of the Fengyun brothers. Jixiang Courtyard became much quieter.
