The Duke of Anguo looked at her and said, "Jiaojiao, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this sword?"
The Duke of Anguo loved Gu Jiao dearly. Every small expression of hers fell into his eyes.
Gu Jiao didn't know how to explain for a moment.
The Duke of Anguo knew his precious daughter too well. She responded to gentleness, not force. With a worried face, he said, "Jiaojiao, if there's anything on your mind, you must tell your father. Don't hide it; otherwise, I'll be worried."
A foster father is also a father.
He had called himself that on the day of his grand wedding, and Gu Jiao hadn't thought much about it.
His tone was so gentle that it was nearly irresistible.
But how to start speaking about it?
Just as Gu Jiao was pondering her words, Xiao Hen and Xuanyuan Qi came over.
The two of them immediately noticed that something was off as soon as they entered the room.
