"Dad, where's my eldest brother?" Zi Juan leaned against Xiang Liang's doorway, craning her neck to peer inside.
"If you're looking for your eldest brother, go to the western stables. If you're looking for your second brother, go to the eastern stables." Xiang Liang did not even raise his head as he wrote furiously, dealing with some documents.
Perhaps because he had worked with texts for so many years, his handwriting was exceptionally good.
"At the stables again." Zi Juan muttered softly. "Then I'm off, Dad."
Though she said that, her voice was already fading into the distance.
Once Xiang Liang could no longer hear her, he stopped writing and let out a long sigh.
This girl was clearly a girl—and a beautiful one at that—so why was she even fiercer than Hundred Punishments from Old Fourth's family?
How was she supposed to get married in the future?
He placed a hand over his face and stroked from his forehead down to his chin, his face still clouded with worry.
Not long after Zi Juan arrived at the Xiang Family, she had untied the knot in her heart. She knew full well that she had to become strong if she did not want to lose even more. Xiang Liang was very reassured about her, and with three older brothers by her side, he did not worry about her lacking companions to play with. Xiang Liang himself also doted greatly on the little girl.
But for some reason, over the past two years, Xiang Liang had vaguely begun to feel that something was off.
Why had his daughter grown up crooked???
The place where Zi Juan was seen most often was not her bedroom, but the training grounds. What she studied most was not needlework, but weapons. Even the old nanny