"Xiu'er, what's wrong with you? Jinjin is also your sister, why do you always speak for Xuan'er? Don't forget that the wheelchair you are sitting in now was made by Jinjin."

"But my younger sister is also your daughter, isn't she?"

"I have no feelings for her! Fifteen years, Jinjin and I have been mother and daughter for fifteen years. Am I being too biased towards Jinjin?"

Lan Moxiu sighed, "Since you don't plan to accept my younger sister, why did you bring her into the Prime Minister's Mansion in the first place? Mother, are you doing all this for others to see? Look carefully, my younger sister is also the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion! She was taken away by mistake and suffered a lot in the countryside. Now that she is back in the Prime Minister's Mansion, you still treat her coldly. Don't you think you are a bit too much?"

"Who called her a disaster star! This is her fate! Who doesn't want a lucky daughter? Who wants a disaster daughter?"

"I won't stay in this house anymore." Lan Yixuan spoke slowly during the quarrel. The frail girl stood in the hall, but her words were loud. "I don't recognize anyone from the Lan family anymore. I don't care about the so-called relatives anymore. I'm leaving."

Grandma, I finally failed to fulfill your last wish.

"Don't leave!" With a sharp shout, Prime Minister Lan strode into the hall.

He had just returned from the palace, and before he even entered the door, he heard Lan Yixiuan's words.

"Since you are the daughter of the Prime Minister, your father will not watch you leave home." Prime Minister Lan looked at Lan Yixuan dimly, "Xuan'er, are you not used to living in the Prime Minister's Mansion? Otherwise, Daddy will replace a few maids for you, you can choose whatever you want, as long as you don't leave the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Lan Yixuan lowered her eyes, "No, this is not my home."

Her family broke up in Qingshan Village a year ago.

Her grandparents are dead, and she has no home anymore.

She's just a country girl.

Lan Yixiuan wanted to leave the house, but Prime Minister Lan did not agree.

Let's put this matter aside for now.

As night fell, Lan Yixiuan returned to her room and packed her things.

I heard some rustling sounds outside.

She walked out and looked through the lantern. A dusty little kid crawled in through a dog hole in the corner of the wall.

Lan Yixuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, "Whose child is this? Why are you here alone in such a cold day? Don't freeze yourself."

"Sister, give me a hug." Abao stretched out his dirty arms.

Lan Yixuan glanced at Xiao Yuanzi and said, "Wait here."

A Bao's eyes rolled, not knowing what Lan Yixiuan was going to do.

Lan Yixiuan crawled out of the dog hole, and when she saw that there was no one outside, she crawled back in.

"You really are the only child here. Whose child is this? Are you one year old? You're so cute." Lan Yixiuan picked up Abao, not caring that she was dirty.

The big and the small returned to the house, and Lan Yixiuan helped Abao brush off the dirt on his body.

Abao sat on the chair, hanging his legs and swinging them leisurely.

"Xuan'er." Someone knocked on the door.

A Bao's eyes rolled and he booed at Lan Yixiuan.

Then he hid behind the screen.

Lan Yixuan lowered her eyes and smiled, "I know. I won't hand you over to a stranger."

Lan Yixiuan opened the door, it was Lord Lan.

"Have you packed all your things?" Lord Lan glanced inside and saw the bundle on the table. "It looks like you are really ready to leave."

Lord Lan let out a long sigh. It had only been a few days since they last saw each other, but he looked much older.

Lan Yixiuan recalled what happened a year ago when she first entered the Prime Minister's Mansion and met Lan's father. He looked at her without saying anything, but he was trembling the moment he held her hand.

Over the past year, she hasn't had much communication with Lan's father.

When she faced him most, it was Lan's father who confined her to her room.

For some reason, she felt somewhat relaxed when facing Father Lan.

But facing Yang, if it weren't for the blood relationship, she wouldn't be able to bear it at all.

"Xuan'er, can you not leave?" Father Lan asked, with bloodshot eyes, and he looked decadent and haggard.

Lan Yixiuan frowned.

"Dad knows that you have suffered a lot in the past year. Give me some time." Father Lan paused, "You are the daughter of a prime minister. Dad doesn't want his daughter to live on the streets."

He is old, and every day he lives is one day less.

Who doesn't want to be surrounded by children and grandchildren?

"Dad didn't raise you these years. I didn't hold you in my arms when you were little. I feel guilty."

"You're very kind to me."

She could feel it.

Although he is strict, he treats her sincerely.

Her elder brother and father were both very kind to her, but they were not good at talking.

This is her harvest over the past year and her only attachment.

It’s just that my mother really dislikes her.

Perhaps it was because Lan Jinjin was too outstanding, or perhaps it was because she had a bad fate, and her mother was worried that she would bring harm to the prime minister's family.

Whatever the reason, she no longer wanted to live in this house.

She missed the free life outside.

She thought that when she left one day, she would come back to visit her elder brother and father from time to time.

"Xuan'er, wait a little longer. Give me some time. I'll go and persuade your mother. You were born after she carried you for ten months. Over the years, she just... just has no feelings for you. It's not that she doesn't kiss you."

The daughter I finally found is leaving again.

Father Lan felt sad.

This is his biological daughter.

In the court, he was able to call the shots and act with great force, but he never expected that at home, he couldn't even protect his own daughter.

Lan Yixiuan opened her lips, wanting to say something, but when she saw the expectation in Lan's father's eyes, she finally nodded.

She couldn't bear to say anything harsh to the old man.

Father Lan immediately smiled like a child, "Okay, okay, Xuan'er, have a good rest."

This was the first time Lan Yixuan saw her father being so loving.

A warm feeling passed through my heart.

He was probably like this before.

I just kept enduring it.

Today he was really afraid that his daughter would leave and never come back, and he couldn't pretend anymore.

Lan Yixiuan closed the door and Abao staggered out from behind the screen.

Lan Yixiuan held Xiao Tuanzi on the couch and found that her hands were cold. She felt so sorry for her, so she blew on her hands and held them on herself to warm them.

"In the past, my sister was just like you. She ran out to play in the middle of winter and almost got lost. My grandma looked for me all night before she found me." Lan Yixiuan said softly.

“N-N-N?”

"Well, it's just that she will never look for me again." Lan Yixiuan's expression was sad, and it disappeared in a flash.

[It’s Sister Lan’s grandmother in the countryside]

【I remember, I remember】

The original text wrote that during the years that Lan Yixiuan lived in the countryside, she was adopted by an elderly peasant couple. The old couple had no other children and treated Lan Yixiuan like their own granddaughter.

That grandma is also a psychic.

When she was dying, she told Lan Yixuan to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion to save her life.

As for why she had to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, grandma did not tell Lan Yixiuan.

I just thought that this was her fate.