It soon returned to quiet.

The old servant bent back to the room, stood silently at the door, guarding Leng Zichang, who was healing alone in the room without saying a word.

It was already late at night. He stood with his head down, his eyes slightly closed, and scenes from a long time ago flashed through his mind.

At that time, he was still a child, eight or six?

Or smaller.

The man appeared in front of him, handed him a bun, and asked him, "Would you like to follow me?"

From then on, he followed him, and this has been with him for more than 90 years.

It's been more than ninety years, and he's already so old that he thought he could see his wish come true.

"Why."

The old man sighed quietly and looked up at the west.

That direction is the direction of Xishi Palace.
Chapter completed!