The Old Lady Beigong slightly bowed to Zhao Hanzhang, then, supported by Beigong Chun's arm, got into the carriage. She turned her head slightly, gazing outside at Zhao Hanzhang standing on the steps, smiling as she saw them off.
Not until the carriage had traveled a long distance did Zhao Hanzhang turn back inside, and only then did the Old Lady Beigong retract her gaze and remark to Mrs. Beigong, "I never expected her to be so young. Central State has indeed produced such a fine lady."
Mrs. Beigong was equally envious, "Lord Zhao is quite remarkable."
The Old Lady Beigong nodded slightly.
The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival, a holiday the Xiliang Army hadn't celebrated with their families for years.
Traditionally, the Dragon Boat Festival wasn't a significant event for Xiliang. To them, it was just an ordinary holiday, but today, they deemed it a grand festival.
