Chapter 47 The lucky daughter persuaded her father to come back with just one sentence!

It's late at night.

The lights were on in Mu Fang's study.

This Grand General, the Duke of Protector of the Nation, was neither studying military strategy nor handling military affairs.

He sat at his desk, a sheet of Xuan paper spread out in front of him.

He was holding a pen.

On the paper, two words were already written: "Resignation".

He wants to resign from his official post.

This idea had been swirling in his mind for several days, and today, he was finally going to put it into action.

The emperor's favor, the power in the court, the glory of the Duke of Protectorate...

Everything becomes worthless in the face of her daughter's blind eyes.

He was fed up with this feeling of powerlessness.

He could wield his sword and charge into battle, slaughtering thousands of soldiers.

But it couldn't cure her daughter's eyes.

He was able to pacify the border regions and his power shook the surrounding barbarians.

But they couldn't catch Sikong Ming, who was hiding in the shadows.

Rather than stay trapped in the enormous cage of the capital and watch helplessly as her daughter suffers in the darkness, it's better to stay here and watch her endure this.

Perhaps he should just let go of everything.

Take her with me and travel to the ends of the earth.

Even if it means searching through famous mountains and rivers and seeking out reclusive masters, he will try anything as long as there is hope.

He would rather be an ordinary person taking his blind daughter to seek medical treatment everywhere than be the Duke of Huguo, who was once a powerful and influential figure but could not protect his daughter.

As the pen touched the paper, he was about to write the third character.

"General, please reconsider!"

The study door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiao Beichen and Yan Ziche rushed in.

They had clearly heard rumors.

"General, you can't leave!" Xiao Beichen said urgently. "The court is still unstable. The Second Prince Sikong Ming and the Imperial Preceptor Xuanjizi are like a bone-deep infection. You are the pillar of the court. If you leave, the Great Chu Kingdom will really be in chaos!"

Yan Ziche also chimed in, "Yes, General. Although His Majesty has awakened, his health has not yet fully recovered. The Ninth Prince is still young, and the entire Xuanjia Army only recognizes you. If you were to remove your armor now, it would be tantamount to cutting off your own arm, playing right into the enemy's hands!"

Mu Fang slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looking at them.

"The Sea-Stabilizing Pillar?"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"If I can't even protect my own daughter, what kind of pillar of strength am I?"

"Little Fisherman went blind because she saved me."

"Now, she's trapped in darkness, while I, her father, can only enjoy the peace she bought with the light in the capital. Tell me, what should I do?"

His voice was filled with exhaustion.

“Every night when I close my eyes, I see the image of Xiaoyuer groping her way through the world.”

"She's only four and a half years old!"

"I would rather give up all my military achievements to make her eyes shine again!"

Xiao Beichen and Yan Ziche both fell silent.

They couldn't refute it.

Because they know that if they were in their shoes, they would make the same choice.

Just then, a soft, sweet voice came from the doorway.

"Father..."

The three of them turned around abruptly.

Mu Yu was wearing a small nightgown, barefoot, and standing there, leaning against the door frame.

Her little face still had the sleepiness of someone who had just woken up.

Clearly, she had heard the arguing and found her way here on her own.

"Little Yu'er! Why are you up? The ground is cold!"

Mu Fang rushed over and scooped his daughter into his arms, wrapping her tightly in his large robe.

He held her in his arms, wanting to go back to her room.

Mu Yu reached out her small hand and tightly grasped his collar.

"Father, are you leaving?"

She tilted her small face up, "looking" in his direction, her empty eyes filled with unease.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and after a long pause, he said, "Father... will take you out to play. We'll go see lots and lots of fun places."

"That's a lie."

Mu Yu's little mouth twitched.

"I heard you."

"You want to resign; you don't want to be a general anymore."

Her little nose twitched, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Father, are you... not going to want me anymore?"

"Nonsense!" Mu Fang exclaimed anxiously, "How could Father not want you! Father wants to..."

"It's for my eyes, isn't it?"

Mu Yu interrupted him.

Her small hands slipped off her father's clothes and hugged his thick neck.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck and said in a muffled voice, "Daddy, don't go."

"But Little Yu'er, your eyes..."

"My blessed pond is still rising."

Mu Yu nuzzled Mu Fang's chin with her little head.

"Prime Minister Turtle said that as long as I do more good deeds and help good people, the water in the Pond of Blessings will increase."

"Father is a great hero, and Ninth Brother is the Son of Heaven. You two stay in the capital, drive away the bad guys, and ensure that the people can have enough to eat. That would be the greatest good thing!"

"The more good deeds you do, the more blessings I will receive."

"With so much good fortune, my eyes might just heal on their own!"

She explained her thoughts with a naive yet earnest logic.

“But if you leave and stop being the general, the villain will be very happy.”

"When villains are happy, ordinary people suffer."

“If the common people suffer, the dragon energy of the Great Chu Kingdom will diminish.”

"If the dragon energy diminishes, my pond of blessings... will dry up."

"If the water dries up, I really won't get better."

She raised her head and cupped Mu Fang's face in her small hands.

"Father, please stay, okay?"

"You stay and be my great hero."

"A great hero cannot run away."

Mu Fang was stunned.

He looked into his daughter's unseen eyes.

He always thought that he was the one protecting her.

In the end, it was this little, blind daughter who was supporting her father in her own way.

Tell him what is right.

Tell him he can't give up.

"Wow……"

An uncontrollable sob came from the side.

Mu Fang turned around and saw the tall, 1.8-meter-tall young general Xiao Beichen squatting on the ground, crying like a 300-pound child.

"Waaaah... Little Yu'er... is so sensible... I... I'm so touched..."

Yan Ziche's eyes were also red, and he desperately wiped them with his sleeve.

Looking at his daughter in his arms, Mu Fang could no longer control himself.

He held his daughter tightly, so tightly in his arms, and hot tears dripped onto her hair.

"good."

He squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

"Father won't leave."

"Father, stay here and be Little Yu'er's great hero for life."

He turned around and walked to the desk.

He picked up the resignation letter with two words written on it and, under his daughter's "watchful gaze," tore it to shreds.

Just then, the study door was kicked open again.

Xie Zhiwei rushed in like a gust of wind, carrying his medicine box, his face filled with unprecedented excitement and ecstasy.

He even forgot to bow, and pointing breathlessly to a row of bookshelves in the study, he shouted:

"General! Young Master Yan!"

"I found it!"

"In that fragment of the 'Tales of Strange Things' that you brought back from southern Xinjiang!"

"I've found a way to save the princess's eyes!"