An Illness That Was Difficult To Explain

Shi Qi finally relaxed as he approached the man coming at him on a horse. He knelt on one knee. "I pay my respects to you, Master."

"You may rise. This journey has been hard on all of you," the man's warm voice, which was filled with dignified authority could be heard. 

"I did not disgrace my duty!" Shi Qi's eyes were almost filled with tears. 

Right at that moment, the tightly drawn curtains were suddenly pulled apart. The ravishing beauty looked at the man on the horse as her eyes filled with tears. "Brother."

"Sis," Long Yang got off his horse and approached her. He called out gently when he saw the woman in the carriage.

Long Qingzhi did not mind at all. After all, both siblings had not seen each other for nearly twenty years.

He was only ten years old when she was married off to faraway Danjue.