Li Xun bolted as soon as he got out of the carriage.
He burst back into the room, his heart filled with joy, only to freeze in place.
Because his mother was nowhere to be found.
Besides the servants and maids, the only people in the room were his father, his grandparents, and a strange woman.
For some reason, Li Xun found the woman strangely familiar. In a flash, he remembered something—his father had once painted many portraits. They were all of the same person: the woman standing before him.
Later, Si Yun had told him that the woman in the paintings was the Regent Queen—his real mother.
Hua Manman called out happily, "Gou Dan."
It had been a while, and Li Xun had not only grown taller but also thinner. His skin was tanned, and his bright, dark eyes were fixed on Hua Manman.
Seeing him standing there in a daze, Madam He walked over, took his hand, and introduced gently.
"Xun'er, weren't you always crying for your mom? This is your mom. Go on, call her Mom."
