Nan Zhiyun didn't speak, but leaned against Yu Jingchen with tears streaming down her face. Yu Jingchen embraced her: "Shouldn't you be happy?"
"I'm very happy, Your Majesty. I just wanted to thank you," Nan Zhiyun muttered.
"But once Nanqing resigns from his post, Yun'er won't be the daughter of a powerful general anymore, so she'll have no background." Yu Jingchen joked, perhaps because he didn't care anymore, so he could joke like this so casually.
"I can do it myself, and I also need to support Father." Nan Zhiyun climbed onto Yu Jingchen's arm.
"Silly girl, wouldn't it be better if I became Yun'er's support in the future? Besides, Nan Qing will always back Yun'er up." Yu Jingchen looked at Nan Zhiyun, who had raised her small face, and gently tapped her nose.
"Alright, so Your Majesty will only support me from now on, right?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
“Of course.” Yu Jingchen was very satisfied with Nan Zhiyun’s current relaxed demeanor; it was a temperament he had cultivated over a long period of time.
Nan Su was probably pleased with their way of getting along.
"Yun'er was spoiled a bit when she was little, and she's quite naive. Please forgive her, Your Majesty." He was a military general, and he didn't know how to express himself, but all he wanted was for his only precious daughter to be happy and healthy.
As long as she's happy, anything she does is worthwhile. She felt guilty for not spending enough time with Yun'er when she was little, and now that Yun'er is grown up, she feels the same guilt for not taking better care of her father. It's mutual; the reason they feel this way is simple: they love each other. The father loves his daughter, and the daughter loves her father, but neither of them has ever expressed it verbally.
When leaving the General's Mansion, Nan Su personally saw her off at the door. Then he watched his daughter get into the carriage. Nan Zhiyun lifted the curtain and looked at Nan Su. Nan Su waved to Nan Zhiyun, and Nan Zhiyun smiled back.
For a fleeting moment, Nan Zhiyun realized that her father seemed to have aged, and Nan Su also knew that his daughter had grown up.
As a child, Nan Zhiyun always longed to grow up. But if she had known earlier that the price of growing up was her father growing old, she would have preferred to remain a little girl forever, held in his arms. The marker of growing up was the gray hairs appearing around her father's ears. As Nan Zhiyun watched Nan Su's figure slowly disappear, her eyes welled with tears. Why couldn't she have noticed sooner?
The general's mansion was empty except for his father. He probably wanted his father to be with him during meals.
Nan Su was in the same boat. Watching the carriages and horses slowly disappear, his gaze remained fixed on the gate of the General's Mansion. Although he wasn't the only one there, it was still deserted.
When Yun'er was little, he didn't spend much time in the mansion. At that time, it was just him and Yun'er. But he always felt that the general's mansion was very lively because the little girl's laughter always filled the entire mansion.
Nan Su turned to go inside, and in a daze, he saw his little Yun'er running in the yard, laughing as she ran, her bell-like laughter filling his ears. He also saw her riding on his shoulders, as he carried her to fly bamboo dragonflies…
"If only Father could start over, he wouldn't have to be an official anymore. He could spend every day with you, playing and making a fuss with you..." Nan Su murmured, the scene before him disappearing completely, but ultimately, that chance was gone.
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