Looking Up at the Sky When You Go Out, Watching Your Step as You Walk (Asking for Monthly Votes)

That day, when they moved with the envoy convoy, Lu Changfeng had not brought many servants with him.

Aside from the steward and the little maid, he had only brought two or three capable old servants, all close and trusted people.

The rest had either been dismissed or left behind to look after the Lu Residence in Jiangzhou.

Seeing familiar people by his side at this moment, Lu Wu-bing was delighted as well. Before he could ask how things had been at home, little maid Feicui spun around and rushed back into the residence in a whirlwind, shouting loudly, "Young Master is back! Young Master is back!"

Well, the whole family had been alerted.

Lu Wu-bing entered the courtyard and immediately saw his father, whose temples had gained a touch of frost, and his mother, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Tea had been set out in the hall, along with a young woman as elegant and lovely as a chrysanthemum, smiling in his direction.

She was clearly the guest.

He had never met her before.

"It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back."

Lu Changhe murmured.

Chen Yulian forcibly held back her excitement as she clasped Lu Wu-bing's hands and looked him over from head to toe. Heart aching, she said, "It hasn't even been that long since we last met, yet you've grown thinner. The food at the Celestial Star Sect must not be very good. Since you've come down the mountain this time, stay home a while longer. Mother will make you something delicious."

I haven't gotten thinner. I've even grown taller.

Lu Wu-bing now deeply understood what it felt like when one's mother thought one was too thin.

Still, he did not argue. He only smiled. "Living on the mountain is quite