Lin Luo noticed Yi Chen staring at the mountainside and thought he was puzzled, so she immediately explained with a smile.
To her surprise, Yi Chen shook his head instead.
"The Emperor's intention is clear to me; I was just feeling nostalgic about the chestnut tree on the mountainside, it looks thinner."
"The chestnuts this year are not plump, alas!"
Looking at the chestnut tree on the mountainside, Yi Chen's eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence.
"Ah?"
"It's nothing, just recalling some past events, it's better not to talk about it. Daoist Lin Luo, please thank the Emperor for his kind intentions on my behalf. I'll first go to bathe and change, then visit the Emperor's palace."
Faced with Lin Luo's confusion, Yi Chen did not elaborate further, and Lin Luo did not press for more details.
