He remembered that as a child, he was very filial, and he obeyed everything the Empress arranged for him and the rules she set for him.
Ever since Fu Zhen brought a bottle of osmanthus to his room, he couldn't help but recall those distant memories.
Especially after meeting his mother last night, almost all childhood memories surfaced in his mind, as if these twenty years in between didn't exist at all.
So he knew he was willing to take this step and came to find the house, with at least thirty to fifty percent of his willingness being to stay by his mother's side, comforting her for the lost time she had missed him.
"This gentleman is so straightforward, I assure you that within three days, I will find a suitable courtyard for you."
Before leaving, the shopkeeper of the brokerage pledged.
Yang Yi nodded and said nothing. Taking a glance at He Zhao at the door, he got up and walked out.
