Ji Family's Medal No. 194, Miss Bai's Rank_2

Only Ning Yiruo is like a sunflower.

Ning Xiao reached out to touch the Jade Gourd on his neck.

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Afternoon.

Bai Lian sat at her desk, the sun slanting in through the window.

To the right were stacks of books, and under a nearby inkstone, a piece of white paper lay pinned down, inscribed with several lines of shorthand musical notation.

The room's door was open, and Ji Heng entered from the courtyard holding a dark, old wooden box in his hands.

The box was locked with a small padlock.

"Take a look inside," said Ji Heng, seeing that she wasn't doing homework, and he placed the box in front of her and handed Bai Lian the small key. "These are photos of your grandmother."

Bai Lian reached out for the key and bent her head to insert it into the lock.

Ji Heng stood by and watched as she opened the small wooden box.