Three days later, a Spirit Boat descended outside Qingzhu Mountain.
Lu Changsheng brought Bai Ling and Granny Zhao into Qingzhu Mountain.
Now as an elder of the Lu Family, taking two people into Qingzhu Valley was naturally a piece of cake.
He merely had to explain the situation briefly, no need to register and report as before.
"Husband, who are these two?"
Lu Miaoyun asked as she looked at Bai Ling, who was holding Lu Changsheng's hand with a timid expression on her face.
In the past, Lu Changsheng often brought women home.
But in recent years, he hardly ever brought anyone home from outside.
Seeing Bai Ling's demeanor, she even thought it was a daughter Lu Changsheng had outside.
After all, with so many maids in her husband's household, it made sense for some children to be scattered outside that she had never met.
"Yun'er, this is Bai Ling..."
Lu Changsheng began to explain Bai Ling's situation to Lu Miaoyun.
But he didn't go into detail.