Mrs. Yun was not only furious but also terrified and frightened.
This was her son, yet today, upon seeing him, there was no longer the intimacy of the past, nor the warmth that once existed.
Back then, she never intended to scheme against him. She didn't know why he became the target later, and the servant involved had disappeared without a trace, his fate unknown. She feared someone might find out.
"Bi-er..." Mrs. Yun softly called after sitting down.
"What does mother need?"
Yun Bi replied gently, looking at Mrs. Yun with a slight smile.
The smile was ambiguous, not reaching his eyes, carrying a sense of distance.
"I have no errands for you. Your courtyard has been maintained over the years, awaiting your return!" Mrs. Yun said with a smile.
"Thank you for your concern, mother!"
He turned to the servant, "Bring up the gifts!"
"Yes, master!"
Each person received the same gifts. Men got a set of writing tools, not particularly valuable.
