"Dad," Ye Qianning said, snuggling up to him with a pout.
"Heh heh," Xiang Minghou chuckled. He looked down, his eyes turning serious. "I'm not just saying that. I've been thinking about this for a long time."
"Really?"
"Yes, and it's not because I'm angry right now." Xiang Minghou used to have no one to worry about. On the merciless battlefield, he considered every day he survived a blessing.
But after learning he had a daughter, and especially after meeting the little one, a plan had already taken root in his mind.
The Emperor's marriage decree only strengthened his resolve.
If he couldn't even ensure his own daughter's happiness, what was the point of all his achievements?
Ye Qianning lowered her gaze. 'I have an idea, but I don't know if he'll be able to accept it.'
"What is it?" he asked, sensing her silence as he reached out to stroke her hair.
"Dad, if you resign in the future, can we buy a mountain and become its rulers?"
