On the other side, before the gates of the Gu Family Ancestral Hall, Wei Mao was pushing Gu Qingying’s wheelchair slowly inside.
He wore no martial attire or hat today; instead, at Gu Qingying’s request, he was dressed in a crimson inner robe beneath a silver-patterned, scroll-work *yisa* gown. His shoulder-length, chestnut-colored curly hair was bound by a thin, jewel-encrusted headband, giving him an air of vibrant, burgeoning spirit.
This outfit was a relic of Gu Zhaoyuan’s; the passage of time had only made these items more precious. From a distance, it was as if time had flowed backward, with the figure of Gu Zhaoyuan still moving vividly through every corner of the Gu estate, never having truly departed.
Chapter 196