Standing on the front cobblestone path of the [Gu Family Flying Courtyard Star-Cruiser] as it sailed serenely through the starry void of Sector 6, Empress Luo Qingxue stood motionless one step outside the wooden porch.
Even though she had just turned a Rank 8 Early Star-Lord. Moreover, Two thousand enforcers into three-ball snowmen with a single flick of a bamboo chopstick, her slender fingers inside Su Nuannuan’s pink mittens were trembling like autumn leaves.
Before her eyes was the exact brick-and-tile Jiangnan courtyard where she had lived the happiest year of her life with Gu Changsheng ten years ago.
True, the courtyard had been expanded by Gu Changsheng’s Stage 4 Architecture system into a magnificent ten-mile floating estate with a vegetable garden, a spirit-orchard, a warm-spring pond, and five children’s study pavilions. Yet the core centerpiece right in front of her was the exact same three-room wooden house from Frost-Pine Town!
There was the slightly creaky pine-wood porch step that Gu Changsheng had planed smooth so she wouldn’t trip while pregnant with Gu Nian.
There was the tall, fragrant golden osmanthus tree by the east window, under whose shade she used to sit cleaning her sword while watching Gu Changsheng chop firewood.
