"Yes, when Princess Ya was still alive, she would stay here with me every year during this season."
Whenever Nangong Qiuya was mentioned, there was always a hint of regret on Wanxin's face.
"Since Princess Ya passed away, he occasionally comes, but it's always very rare."
In the room, Wanxin carefully checked Chang'an, fearing that she was injured.
She seemed to be angry, but also helplessly complained to Chang'an, "You, please don't do this next time. You made me feel so upset that I was scared to death."
"Yes, yes, yes," Changan took Wanxin's arm and acted like a little girl.
“Changan knows he was wrong and made his aunt worry.
Changan swears that this will never happen again. If it happens again, I will let the little ghost take me to the King of Hell..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Wan Xin, "Stop talking nonsense, girl. What's the King of Hell or not?"
Chang'an smiled mischievously and said nothing more.
Wan Xin looked at her, "You little girl, you are so lively and coquettish in front of me, can't you be more lively in front of your father?
Your father knew you were in trouble, and although he appeared calm, the worry and anxiety in his eyes could not be concealed.
When this was mentioned, Chang'an stopped talking and climbed onto the table, fiddling with the oil lamp beside him.
In her previous life, she and Gu Qingfeng had always maintained a distance that was neither distant nor close.
She always behaves in a proper manner, not only towards her father Gu Qingfeng, but also towards everyone in the Gu family, including her husband Bei Mingye in her previous life.
It’s not that Chang’an doesn’t want to be casual, but he cares too much and is afraid that if he does something wrong, he will dislike the other party.
Only in front of Aunt Wanxin can I truly indulge myself.
Now I think it is really ridiculous. It is better to just go with the flow and not do any hard work.
"Look, you're like this when I talk about this." Wan Xin said with a little heartache.
"The master is your father after all. In front of him, you are always the most well-behaved and obedient, making it difficult for people to get close to you."
"Aunt is right." Changan said, "After all, it is my father.
He couldn't let go of my mother, so how could he bear to let me suffer?
Ultimately, I was deliberately avoiding him and didn't dare to get too close to my father.
Changan will be more casual in front of his father from now on."
"That's right." Wan Xin smiled, "Your father's knot is that he didn't see your mother for the last time.
Your mother was having a difficult delivery at the time and he was not around, so he blamed himself and felt guilty, not the hatred you thought.
Your father loves your mother very much, and Princess Ya tried her best to keep you. How can I not feel sorry for you?
If you could get closer to your father, perhaps the knot in his heart would be untied."
"Miss," it was Meng Tan's voice, knocking on the door, "Master invites you to dine with us."
"Is Bei Mingxuan here?" Chang'an thought. If they had a meal together and his father found that the ice silkworm mask on his face was gone, he would definitely ask.
If it were her previous life, she would definitely refuse to eat with him.
But it’s different now. Many things require my father’s support.
"Miss," Meng Tan said, "The Ninth Prince is not here, so the Master has kept the Ninth Prince.
But the Ninth Prince said, I'm sure the Master and the Young Lady will have a lot to say.
He won't join in the fun anymore, and will ask the master for some advice on the chessboard tomorrow."
Walking into Gu Qingfeng's room, the smell of food filled the air and Chang'an's stomach began to growl.
She glanced at her father awkwardly, "Dad... I'm... hungry."
Gu Qingfeng was stunned, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
In his impression, his daughter had never called him dad, and usually just called him father in a polite and low voice.
Especially in Chang'an's voice, there was a hint of casualness. At this moment, Gu Qingfeng even suspected that he had heard it wrong.
However, Chang'an's subsequent performance forced Gu Qingfeng to speculate about his daughter in his heart.
Chang'an sat directly opposite Gu Qingfeng without hesitation.
With a calm look on her face, she took off her veil, revealing her scar-free face.
It looked just as natural as ever.
"Dad." Gu Changan smiled and picked up some food for Gu Qingfeng. "This is your favorite. I heard from Aunt Wanxin that Dad was very worried today. It's Changan's fault."
What Gu Qingfeng felt strange about was not the change on Chang'an's face, but Chang'an's attitude.
Especially the ease in her tone,
"Suddenly I realized that you have the shadow of your mother.
It's not about appearance but an inner temperament, although it's not very obvious, but as a father I can feel it."
"Of course." Changan smiled, "My mother is such an excellent person,
As her daughter, I naturally have to inherit her strengths, so that her mother’s desperate efforts to give birth to her will not be in vain.”
At the dinner table.
The atmosphere between father and daughter was very relaxed. It was obvious that not only Gu Qingfeng had temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, but Chang'an as well.
After dinner, Gu Qingfeng pushed an exquisite box in front of Chang'an and asked, "Why were your cousin and the Fourth Prince in your boudoir yesterday?"
Chang'an was not at all surprised by his father's question.
She didn't answer in a hurry, but opened the box in front of her with a little surprise.
But what was inside surprised Chang'an greatly.
It was her own Ice Silkworm Mask. She had not expected that this thing was in her father's hands at this time, although she had no intention of hiding the matter of the Ice Silkworm Mask from Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Changan curled the corners of his lips, his smile was helpless and angry, "I didn't expect Bei Mingxuan to give this to Dad.
I was thinking about talking to my dad about this, but he got there first.
I feel like someone is holding me captive and trying to sue me, and that's a really bad feeling."
"What do you want to ask?" Gu Qingfeng looked at his daughter and said, "He is the Ninth Prince. It is inappropriate to call him by his name."
"Father has known him for many years, so he must know that the Ninth Prince is not one to stick to rules." Chang An said disapprovingly, "If he wasn't a free and easy person who didn't care about trivial matters, I'm afraid he wouldn't be someone Father can confide in."
Gu Qingfeng had never expected that his daughter, who usually didn't talk much and was even ignored by everyone, could understand so much.
Changan seemed to understand her father's thoughts, "My daughter only understands her father.
Although we don't talk much, my daughter always keeps her father's care in her heart.
So since I know Dad well, I'm naturally curious about the people Dad values."
"In that case." Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath, "From now on, put aside all thoughts about the Fourth Prince. He is not your ideal man."
"Listen to Dad." Gu Changan agreed to Gu Qingfeng without any hesitation, "Maybe my daughter was stubborn before, but after what happened between my cousin and the Fourth Prince,
Changan thought a lot and understood some things, so Dad was right, he is not the right man for his daughter.
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