Qingcheng, Ye Huang was looking at several maps and comparing them repeatedly, his brow furrowed.
With the changing of the seas into mulberry fields and the vicissitudes of life, every map differed from current surveillance, not to mention the hand-drawn lambskin map that had existed for hundreds of years?
His phone "buzzed," and as Ye Huang swiped his phone open, several photos appeared before his eyes. Bai Xiao was having afternoon tea, Bai Xiao was eating grilled fish... In each photo, she was smiling. It was that sweet, tender smile.
Ye Huang relaxed his brows, looking back and forth at his cute, petite wife.
Winters in Country Z were very cold, he hoped the little warmth he created could help her resist the chill.
Just then, Ah Hu came over with a fully charged toy dog to report, "Young Master Ye, it's fully charged now."
"Mmh."
Ye Huang put down the phone and took the toy dog.
