Zi Qianjing hugged the woman in his arms tightly, wanting to vent all the grievances he had endured over the years.
"A thousand years, mother, I have waited for you for a thousand years. I went to Zhongzhou Academy just to find you, but even after finding you, I didn't dare to recognize you. I feared you wouldn't recognize me, and even more that you wouldn't believe what I said, but I truly missed you so much..."
That kind of longing, it seeped into his bones.
Mu Ruyue's body suddenly stiffened, and she scrutinized the youth in front of her from head to toe, a hint of confusion in her gaze.
"Jingjing, are you the little fellow that Nangong Zifeng locked up?"
Zi Qianjing nodded fiercely, his aggrieved eyes misting up, "Zi Feng crippled my limbs, then to continue threatening you all, she locked me in a space where time stood still. Later, Aunt saved me and reattached my limbs."
No one could understand the pain of having one's limbs reattached.
