Along both sides of the residential compound's pathways, fresh green treetops swayed gently in the morning glow, while warm sunlight filtered through sparse leaf gaps to fall upon the shoulders of Jūn Línyè and her mother, Yang Minhua. The cast light and shadows intertwined upon their faces, painting a heartwarming scene. For Jūn Línyè, having such a moment was the greatest wish she had held all these years. Ever since her father passed away and her mother plunged into despair due to illness, she had shouldered the heavy burdens of life entirely on her own. Now, with the help of Hu Yuan, her mother's physical condition had undergone a complete transformation, finally allowing her to step back onto the path of cultivation. Watching her mother gradually regain her vigor and spirit, Jūn Línyè felt both comforted and deeply moved, as if the hardships of many years were finally being rewarded.
"Mom, we've already settled down here. Is there anything else you need to do?" Jūn Línyè asked softly, keenly sensing the maternal love and faint sorrow in her mother's eyes, which caused a dull ache in her heart. Her mother turned her head, her eyes revealing a trace of a smile, yet carrying a hint of helplessness.
"Yè'er, you've suffered too much over these past few years. Although I'm old, I can still share some of the burden for you," Yang Minhua said gently. Her voice carried the weathered traces of time, yet it was also filled with boundless affection for her daughter. Jūn Línyè smil…
Chapter 270