Bai Qingjue's eyes burned painfully, moving slowly as he dismounted, his throat seemed blocked, unable to make a sound, he just fixed his eyes on Bai Jinzhao running swiftly towards him. He quickly raised a hand to embrace Bai Jinzhao in his arms.
"Seventh Brother! Seventh Brother, you're finally back! Mother and we all thought you were gone! Little Seventeen is gone... The march records said you were gone too, Mother had no will to live, spending her days fasting and chanting Buddha..."
Listening to his sister cry in his arms, he tightly grasped the reins with one hand, gently stroking his sister's head with the other, softly apologizing, "It's Seventh Brother's fault, I've returned too late! Made you all worried!"
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