"Give your mother some time; she'll come to her senses."

Situ Zhi forced a smile and said, "I hope so."

She didn't hold out much hope.

My mother has an obsession that is rare in the world; getting her to admit that she is wrong is harder than climbing to heaven.

Besides, she's been so persistent for so many years, can she really let go?

Perhaps only time will tell.

She finally managed to break free, and she won't turn back.

She had had enough of that suffocating life.

She is determined to stride forward.

Leave the past far behind.

With this in mind, she began to think about the concept for her new work; she needed to bring several pieces to the literary gathering…

Seeing that her emotions were relatively stable, Xiao Qingyin felt relieved.

Princess Yongfu did not appear for quite some time afterward.

Situ Zhi was completely immersed in painting, occasionally going out to exchange ideas, and the light in her eyes grew brighter day by day.

The pharmacopoeia she illustrated sold much better than Xiao Qingyin had predicted.

The extra money was all bought to collect paintings by Tianxin Jushi.

This left Xiao Qingyin somewhat speechless, both amused and exasperated.

She had a batch of pharmacopoeias sent to Nandan for the medical students there.

When spring arrived in March, when the flowers were in full bloom, the group of relatives and friends who had traveled all the way from Nandan to attend her wedding with Yi Shuihan finally returned to the capital.

On the day their ship arrived at the dock, Xiao Qingyin and Yi Shuihan went to greet them together.

Upon seeing his parents whom he hadn't seen in a long time, Yi Shuihan greeted them with unusual enthusiasm. Just as he was about to give them a hug, the old man pushed him away.

"Don't be so handsy, your mother is pregnant now."