When Yin Luzhu returned to Feng'an Hall, he saw that all the slaves in the courtyard were hanging their heads low, very humble.
She didn't pay attention and strode into the hall.
"Come back?"
As soon as he entered, a familiar voice rang out, and Yin Luzhu paused.
She silently came to Yin Jingchao and nodded, "Father."
"Alas!" Yin Jingchao glanced at her and sighed helplessly, "You still know that I am your father."
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu pursed his lips and said, "Haha, who doesn't know this?"
Yin Jingchao: "..."
Rubbing his aching head, he said: "Everyone wishes me birthday, but you are the son of a man but you have lost your etiquette and upbringing?"
Yin Luzhu: "..."
It turns out that I came to Feng'an Hall so late just to get gifts.
Yin Luzhu suddenly felt that the Yin Jingchao in front of him looked a bit like his father.
With a smile on his face, Yin Luzhu glanced at Qingluo, who understood and presented the gift that he had prepared long ago.
Yin Jingchao took it and slowly opened the red cloth, only to see that it was not the same luxurious and rare things as in previous years, but just a pair of boots decorated with furry animal skins.
Qingluo said: "Your Majesty, the prince is worried about your leg disease, so he specially found someone to make these boots from animal skins."
Yin Jingchao's hand holding the boots tightened slightly, and he raised his eyes and took a deep look at Yin Luzhu.
Facing his gaze, Yin Luzhu took a step back and knelt down on the ground.
She smiled brightly and said: "I wish my father that I may be as long as the moon, as long as the sun, as long as the Nanshan Mountain, and as long as the pine trees and cypresses."
Yin Jingchao's eyes suddenly felt sour. He reached out his hand and gently stroked the top of Yin Luzhu's head, "You have grown up after all."
Her mother-in-law died in childbirth since she was born. For the stability of Da Yin and for the glory of the Chu Xiang Palace, he had to let her dress in men's clothing from an early age to fool the world, and even more importantly, herself.
Once upon a time, she secretly put on women's clothes, but when she found out, she was severely beaten. Since then, she has never touched her daughter's things, but she has become increasingly dandy.
Lingering in gambling houses and restaurants every day, running dogs fighting cocks, carrying caged birds, playing in brothels and halls every night, not doing their job properly, getting into trouble all the time.
But these days, it seems that she suddenly seems to have changed.
Yin Jingchao suddenly felt a little relieved. It was the first time in so many years that he experienced the warmth from his daughter.
He hugged the boots in his hands tightly, "Lulu, do you hate daddy?"
Yin Luzhu was stunned. She raised her eyes to look at Yin Jingchao, slowly shook her head, her eyes were sincere: "I don't hate."
There is no parent in the world who doesn't love their children. As long as they can bear the responsibility themselves, who is willing to let their children suffer?
Dad is like this, and the people in front of me are like this too.
Since she has taken possession of Yin Luzhu's body, she should fulfill her filial piety.
Yin Jingchao seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, "Lulu, you may have to hide this daughter's identity for the rest of your life. She can't marry like other noble girls, be on the same page as her husband, and can't wear red makeup. So, don't you hate your father?"
Yin Luzhu shook his head firmly.
What's the use of love? Most of the men in this world are as inconsistent as Shen Nanxiao. Even if they are married, whoever tells them will be able to raise eyebrows.
In this case, it is better to inherit the throne and be the overlord of that generation, aloof and unstoppable!
