Red-Clothed Girl

The interior of the carriage was deathly silent.

Li Fei and Ke Er were both intelligent and thus didn’t say a word.

Li Rou’s eyes were slightly red, as she could feel her son’s resentment from the way he spoke. After a long time, she sighed and said lightly, "Fine, Tian, since you’re unwilling to go, then we won’t."

"Mom, don’t be upset." Duan Ling Tian’s heart ached slightly when he saw his mother like this. He sat over beside her and held her hand. "I know that you want me to go acknowledge my ancestors and return to the clan for the sake of father, but why did you leave the Duan Clan all those years ago? Surely it doesn’t mean that you’ve forgotten all that, right? When father was alive, everyone respected you, but once father disappeared, those jealous people were the first to make trouble for you! I’m sure that even if father was still alive, he wouldn’t blame us."