"Wouldn't it be stranger not to worry at a time like this?"
Xun'er glanced at her father and smiled sweetly.
"...However."
Only, before Gu Yuan could answer, Xun'er took the initiative to say, "However, Xiao Yan Gege is extraordinarily talented, and besides, Yao Wan is there too. Naturally, nothing serious could possibly happen."
"Leaving Xiao Yan aside for now... you seem to be very at ease about Yao Wan as well."
Her father's words made the corners of Xun'er's mouth tremble slightly, and even a bit of helplessness welled up in her brows and eyes.
"Haven't you always disliked her? How can you be so at ease about her?"
Gu Yuan could not help asking with a faint smile, a hint of teasing inevitably entering his tone.
"From the looks of it, Xun'er does not seem to simply dislike her."
"Ahem... Father's words are a bit too serious. What dislike or not dislike... the boat has already left the shore, so what is there to say?"
Xun'er forced herself to stay calm, coughed softly, briefly sorted out her thoughts, then said.
"But from what I see, you do not look entirely helpless, forced to accept it. I imagine you had long since prepared yourself for this, no?"
Gu Yuan sighed. In the end, these were his own daughter's private feelings. Even as her father, it was not right for him to say too much. This was also why, when the Heavenly Tomb had opened back then, he had not interfered much.
Xun'er fell silent. After a moment, she sighed and said, "That is why I sometimes rather envy her."
"Envy?"
Gu Yuan gave a soft exclamation. As the Young Miss of the Gu Clan, whether in resources, status, or identity, which one of those was inferior to the former Young