The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After Wei Cang left, Ling Tianyin placed his hands on his hips and paced back and forth angrily.

“Gu Yihan is really capable.”

Wei Cang was one of his capable generals.

However, after making a trip to Great Qi, he came back saying something he didn’t understand!

Ling Tianyin was enraged.

At this moment, a soldier asked to see him in a panic.

The eunuch helped to report. “Your Majesty, he’s someone by General Zheng’s side!”

“Let him in.”

The soldier hurriedly entered and knelt with cupped fists. “Your Majesty! This subordinate wasn’t able to bring Princess Yaoguang here.

“The little princess met Consort Lu on the way and was taken away by Consort Lu!”

“Consort Lu also said that if Your Majesty wants her, you will have to go to Qinghe Hall to look for her…”

In the end, the soldier didn’t dare to continue.

After all, His Majesty wouldn’t be angry with Consort Lu.

However, the emperor might vent her anger on him!

When Ling Tianyin heard this, he was first stunned before frowning. “What?!”

What was going on with these people today?!

This had never happened before.

Now, Wei Cang has changed. Even his most beloved woman, Consort Lu, was actually being a guarantor for Princess Yaoguang as well?

Ling Tianyin immediately ordered, “Call for a sedan to the Qinghe Hall!”

He wanted to see what kind of person Gu Yihan’s daughter was.

It made a change in his valiant general. Even his beloved Consort had fallen!

The Qinghe Palace that Consort Lu lived in was the closest to Ling Tianyin’s resting palace.

When they arrived outside the hall, they heard bell-like laughter coming from inside.

“Brother Shen’er, run faster and we’ll catch up!”

Ling Tianyin frowned.

This soft voice was unfamiliar to him.

However, it was probably that Princess Yaoguang.

Right on the heels of that, Consort Lu’s gentle reminder sounded. “The two of you, stop playing. You’ve sweated so much. Hurry up and eat something to cool down for a while.”

When the palace maids outside the Qinghe Hall saw Ling Tianyin, they quickly bowed and paid their respects.

Ling Tianyin’s face darkened as he strode forward and pushed open the Qinghe Hall’s door.

His most doted on three-year-old son, Ling Shen, was crawling on the ground like a puppy.

His round face was smiling happily.

In front of him was a six or seven-year-old girl.

She was really beautiful.

Her thin willow eyebrows were curved, and below them was a pair of big eyes that looked like they had been washed by water. She was in high spirits.

Her fair face was showing signs of gradually losing baby fat.

The child’s body was petite and fair, her snow-white skin and black hair made her look lively and exquisite.

Ling Tianyin didn’t need to think to know that this must be Gu Yihan’s daughter!

It was no wonder he doted on her so much.

This child was really good-looking. She looked soft and fragrant like a doll that even he wanted to carry her.

However, Gu Nuo’er was holding a small stick in her hand.

There was a rope tied under the small stick and a small meatball hanging below.

She teased Ling Shen, “Brother Shen’er, if you chase after it, I’ll let you take another bite!”

Ling Shen’s small body was chubby and his small hands and feet were crawling on the ground.

His eyes were filled with that meatball.

Sparkling saliva was about to proficiently drip down from the corner of his mouth.

“Meat meat! Elder Sister, let Shen’er eat meat meat!” He said pitifully.

Then, this chubby child accidentally tripped over a corner of the blanket.

His entire small body lay flat on the carpet.

However, Ling Shen had no intention of crying at all.

Instead, he used his small hands to prop himself up. He comforted himself first and said in a childish voice, “Shen’er doesn’t hurt.”

Gu Nuo’er ran up to him and handed him the meatball.

“Brother Shen’er, I caused you to fall. I’ll give you meatballs.”

Ling Shen grabbed the meatball with both hands and took a bite first before puffing up his round face with a smile. “It’s fine, Elder Sister Nuo’er. Shen’er doesn’t hurt!”