Outside the window, night had already fallen, and all around was silent. Hua Qingguo gently put down the book in her hands, stood up, stretched her stiff muscles, and began to think about tomorrow's class schedule.

After a moment, Hua Qingguo blew out the candle, left the study and walked towards her room.

In the quiet night, the Hua Mansion was silent, as if silently witnessing Hua Qingguo's growth and efforts.

The next morning (March 10th), Ye Maochun got up early as usual and personally worked in the kitchen. He cooked a bowl of longevity noodles and two boiled eggs for Hua Qingguo, and watched him finish eating.

As Hua Qingguo was leaving the house, Ye Maochun reminded her, "Qingguo, today is your birthday, and also... it's also the anniversary of Gong Yang's death. Come back soon after you're done."

Hua Qingguo nodded slightly and said, "Dad, don't worry, Qingguo will not forget it."

After saying this, he turned around and got into the carriage with the help of the servant.

Today was originally the ten-day holiday for the Imperial College, but because the academy had a lecture activity that Hua Qingguo needed to host, he had to leave early and return as soon as possible.

However, not long after the carriage started driving, the wheel suddenly malfunctioned, and Hua Qingguo had to get off and wait for the coachman to check the situation.

"Master Hua, do you need me to give you a ride?"

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice reached Hua Qingguo's ears. He turned around and saw a face that was about half as similar to Feng Qiyan and Hua Qingcheng.

"May I know who this girl is?" Hua Qingguo narrowed her starry eyes slightly and looked at the person who came with confusion in her eyes.

Ye Ling'er twirled the sugarcane in her hand, took a bite, and then said in a sly tone, "Hua Qingguo, that's not possible, is it? We haven't seen each other for only five years, and you don't remember me?"