The woman before him had withdrawn a wooden hairpin. The hairpin was very ordinary, and it was just one that had been crafted from ordinary wood. The reason Yang Ye lost his composure was that he recognized it. This hairpin was something he’d personally carved for his mother all those years ago. He’d carved two at that time, and he’d given one to Little Yao while he gave the other to his mother.

This hairpin before him was the exact same hairpin he’d given his mother!

The scenes of the past appeared within Yang Ye’s mind as he gazed at the hairpin.

“Mother, this is for you. Once I’m older, I’ll definitely buy a real hairpin for you. Just like the one the Madam of the Liu Clan uses!”

“Ye’er, mother likes this one that you made. I don’t like the hairpin that the Madam of the Liu Clan uses!”

“Big Brother, Little Yao wants one as well….”

“Alright, alright. Big Brother will make one for you right away. Just wait, I’ll be done in no time….”

Yang Ye’s eyes gradually became wet. A short while later, Yang Ye calmed the emotions in his heart and raised his head to gaze at Feng Xiao. He said, “Who’re you!”

Even though she was a member of the Flower Palace, he was sure that she had no...