Tingzheng had been eagerly awaiting, and finally the day to go home for the holidays came. He took a carriage back to the Lian Mansion early in the morning. It had been a month since he had last seen his sister, and he was desperate to return and find her.
Li Han received the news and hurried back, exclaiming, "You're going home and you don't even say a word to me, is that fair?"
Tingzheng made a sound of surprise, "Why do I have to tell you when I'm going home?" His sister had said she would come to visit him when she had time. Now, nearly a month had passed, and he had not even seen Elder Sister Lian's shadow. Tingzheng felt deeply resentful that Yueyao did not keep her word. Now that he finally had a holiday, he could not wait to go home and see his sister.
