Madam gasped for breath, losing interest in picking more fruit.
Lin Qingluo sent her grandmother back to the mansion, accompanied her for lunch, and then returned to Fluttering Snow Residence.
Mu Fan waited in the small courtyard, lifted his head to look at the door when he heard familiar footsteps.
"Huh?"
Lin Qingluo walked around the winding corridor to the small courtyard, and right before her eyes, she saw a strikingly handsome face, looking somewhat surprised, "Aren't you in the Immortal Palace for cultivation? How come you have time to come back?"
"Sister, Yin'er said...."
Mu Fan got up from the stone bench, approached her with a few steps, and the usually calm and composed man was slightly apprehensive, "You have another daughter?"
"Ah, yes."
Lin Qingluo suddenly realized, glanced at the Little Kingfisher perched on the tree branch watching the spectacle, and laughed helplessly, "Yin'er has such a big mouth."
"Really?"
