The old Marquis was sitting at the table writing a letter to Yu Zhan. In his words, he asked him to return to Kyoto City quickly and hand over all his military power and power to the country.
He kept threatening her, and if she didn't come back to the Yu family, she would be dead.
Yu Wushuang was leaning on the table with her hands on it, looking at the "letter from home" that the old man had written stroke by stroke. When she saw that last sentence, she couldn't help but complain.
"Grandpa, don't we all have male queens in Dongyue?" It seems that she just saw this sentence on the brochure sent to her.
"What do you know? In our family, the daughter is the eldest child." The old man wrote enthusiastically, without even looking at him. The family had a long talk.
Mrs. Yu sat next to her and nodded with a smile when she heard this: "The Yu family is full of daughters."
"Why?" Yu Wushuang turned around and asked.
"There's no reason, I just like my daughter." The old lady didn't say much.
"That's right." The old Marquis wrote the letter without forgetting to nod in response.
"..."
The patriarchal preference for girls completely changed when it came to the Marquis Palace.
But come to think of it, why shouldn't three brothers be favored if they only have one girl?
"Jiaojiao, your green water spirit showed up in Yunlou. Now the matter may be spread to the high priest's house. You must take care of it in the past few days and don't let him show up again."
The old lady warned, firstly, she was afraid of being robbed by the people from the high priest's house, and secondly, because Bi Shui Ling injured the fourth princess, and since she was not a contracted spirit beast, Wushuang was fine.
But based on Emperor Dongyue's temperament, he would definitely send people to hunt the spiritual beasts.
"Grandma, don't worry. Even though they searched all over the place, they couldn't find the little guy."
On the way back home, she had already thrown Bishui Ling into the space. Bishui Ling is a beast, so space does not exclude it.
The foodie entered the space and did somersaults excitedly. It was so wild that it just didn't want it.
"That's good. After your grandfather resigns, we can go to Yunqing Peak. Grandma has a house there. It's surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters. You must like it." The old lady said cheerfully.
Yu Wushuang was surprised: "Grandma, have you chosen the place?"
Their ability to accept is always so strong...
"No, Yunqing Peak was a property I bought when I was young. I just wanted to take care of myself when I get old." The old lady said with some pride.
"Is the place big enough for our family to live in?"
"Although they are a little small, your brothers are all thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Just build a few bamboo houses. Your father has been marching and fighting all year round and has long been accustomed to sleeping outside."
"..."
"But grandma hasn't been to that house for more than ten years, so I guess I can't keep the things inside. I'll send someone over in two days to clean it up and buy some new furniture."
"Grandma needs to live a comfortable life in her old age. Don't worry, your granddaughter will have money and she will arrange things clearly for you." Yu Wushuang assured her, patting her chest.
Yunqingfeng sounds like a good place.
The old lady smiled when she met her little appearance: "Grandma and your grandpa also have a lot of private money, which is enough to spend."
"Little girl, you raised your hand and pressed it against the letter paper." The old man raised his hand to pat her hand.
Yu Wushuang raised her little hand and said, "How many pages have you written? It's not finished yet. My father is so busy, how can he read it so carefully?"
"Don't worry, your father won't dare to leave a single word in the letter written by grandpa."
Yu Wushuang doesn’t believe it.
The old lady's eyesight softened, as if time had gone back more than ten years ago.
It was like this at that time too. The Marquis was writing a letter and she was watching from the side. The two-year-old girl dishonestly climbed up on the table and tore the letter written by the Marquis into pieces.
The angry Mr. Hou blew his beard and stared, but he was reluctant to fight, so he had to write it down again.