On the second floor, Lu Yulan sat on the floor, looking at the ever-changing clouds outside the window.
Suddenly, she blurted out, "Don't you think I'm incredibly useless?"
In novels, time travel makes it seem like creating a kingdom is an easy thing, but she has no special skills, only cooking, and she's content with being ordinary, which seems like a real waste.
Now that she knows she might be the emperor's daughter, her first instinct is to run away.
"Won't."
Lu Yuanhong held the little girl's hand and said, "You are excellent and have your own strengths. I can see them. Not everyone has to be a hero."
Even he, who enjoyed the empire's adoration, was not a hero who achieved his status overnight.
The Empress has long since covered up most of what happened back then, and no one knows the truth. If the young girl doesn't want to bear such a heavy burden, Lu Yuanhong also hopes she won't.
"If you want to hear it, we'll listen; if you don't want to hear it, we won't."
Lu Yulan bit her lip. "Let me think about it some more."
Lu Yulan fell asleep without knowing why. In her dream, she experienced things from a long, long time ago. She saw the envious looks on other children's faces when they were being raised by their parents in the orphanage, and she also had memories of the original owner of the body foolishly chasing after Lu Yuanhong for her parents when she was a child.
It turns out that tracing one's roots is an innate, ingrained instinct.
Even if she denies it and remains calm, she has to admit that she was initially attracted to her mother when she first learned about her.
When she woke up again, not much time had passed, maybe thirty minutes. It seemed that the dream was just trying to tell Lu Yulan that there were some things she should know.
After all, being inexplicably exiled would be aggrieved for any normal person.
"Have you thought it through?"
"Yes." Lu Yulan nodded emphatically. "Aren't you going to ask about my decision?"
Lu Yuanhong led the little girl down the street, saying, "I support whatever you want."
"If I refuse, they won't take you for rehabilitation, you..."
Lu Yuanhong had just reached the stairs when he stopped, his face stern as he looked at the little girl.
Whether I recover or not is none of anyone else's business; your happiness is more important.
Lu Yulan paused for a moment, then slowly smiled, "May I hug you?"
After saying that, without waiting for Lu Yuanhong to recover, she carried the smaller version of Lu Yuanhong downstairs.
Downstairs, the members of the Skull Gang and the uncle were still sitting upright on the sofa. When they saw Lu Yulan come down, they all stood up.
The skeleton walked directly up to Lu Yulan and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.
"Miss Lan, I'm sorry, I was too hasty."
"If you don't want to hear it, we won't force you. We just hope that Miss Lan can come and help us. As for General Lu's injury, we will also help."
Xiao Wu, standing behind the skeleton, glanced at his leader and secretly raised an eyebrow. Was the leader using a feigned injury as a ruse, a strategic retreat? Brilliant, truly brilliant.
Xiao Wu looked up and saw that Lu Yulan's complexion had improved a lot.
She slowly spoke, "I will listen to my parents' affairs, but if you want me to do anything strange, I probably won't."
“My mother is my mother, I am me, I am Lu Yulan. I don’t have any particularly great abilities, I can only cook, that’s all.”
The skeleton gave an awkward smile. "Miss Lan, please don't say that. Your cooking skills are already quite remarkable."
Then, looking at the middle-aged man beside him, he raised his chin slightly and said, "Should you say this, or should I?"
The middle-aged man pursed his lips. "I'm getting old, and my memory isn't good. You tell me."
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