"Jinfeng, Jinming, go and play in the yard after you finish eating, don't pester your sister."
The Old Lady loves her granddaughter. Once she had a granddaughter, she immediately put her grandsons to the back of her mind.
"Oh..."
Little Twelve, Little Thirteen, the two little ones feared their grandmother.
The moment their grandmother's eyes sharpened, they dared not cause any trouble. They pouted pitifully and, with their heads down, they ran out of the chamber.
"Grandmother, it's almost time for the sixth hour. It's time for Qingluo to go and meet Xuan'er at the palace gate. I won't be able to have breakfast with you."
Seeing her two younger brothers pitifully leaving, Lin Qingluo felt a moment's softness and almost promised them.
But then she thought again, the two youngsters were just too young.
She needs to take care of Xuan'er and can't spare the time for them. What if something happens? How could she explain to her family who are fighting a bloody battle at the border?
