Lingxiao arrived at the front courtyard and saw his father sitting alone in the study. He found it somewhat odd and entered the room, thinking: Could it be that his father had a falling out with the Virtuous King?
He asked with a smile, "Father, why are you sitting here alone?"
"The Virtuous King said he would fetch something for me." Marquis Zhongyuan laughed, "I have no idea what treasure it could be."
"Did you talk to him?" Lingxiao sat beside his father and asked in a low voice.
"I did," Marquis Zhongyuan said with a laugh, "but guess what the old Virtuous King said?"
Lingxiao had a bad premonition.
"What did the Virtuous King say?"
"He said he would obey his granddaughter in all matters, but he knows his granddaughter's mind better than anyone," Marquis Zhongyuan said with great satisfaction, "No matter how many years you spend at the Border Pass, his granddaughter will surely wait for you in the capital."
Lingxiao's mouth twitched, and he asked, "What did you say?"
