“You are… Little Nine?”
The Ninth Emperor tilted her head to look at Mu Yi and frowned.
Nan Changfeng looked at the Ninth Emperor. “Do you know him?”
The Ninth Emperor was silent for a while. “I don’t remember very well, maybe… I know him?”
However, her expression remained calm, and there were no other emotions in her dark eyes.
Tian Xuan finally remembered where she heard this name from. She remembered that someone came to the Ninth Emperor and was looking for Little Nine.
But later, no one had come again, and over time, she forgot about this name.
“Little Nine, where have you been for the past twenty years?” Mu Yi was pleased, “I have searched for you for a long time but have not found you. How have you been these years?”
“Oh…”
The Ninth Emperor shrugged unconcernedly. “I’ve had a pretty good time all these years. Free, easy, surrounded by many beautiful women.”
Mu Yi was dumbfounded. He did not expect that Little Nine could be so calm after not seeing him for so many years.
All these years, he never gave up looking for her.
Mu Qingya stood next to Mu Yi, clenching her fists tightly. A few moments later, she let go of her hand and walked toward the Ninth Emperor smilingly. “So you are Father’s daughter? Father has indeed been looking for you for so many years.”
‘It’s just a pity that Mother stopped all those people from searching for her.
‘Now that Father has married Mother, he has to forget anything from the past.’
“Just now….” Mu Qingya pursed her lips; her voice tinged with guilt. “It was indeed my fault. No matter what your people did, I shouldn’t have stood up for my servant. It’s just that at that time, I never thought you were Little Nine. I am sorry. I don’t know if you can forgive me?”
Her eyes were so clear, and her tone was so sincere that it could touch other’s hearts.
Mu Yi smiled. “This is your family. Don’t fight… Little Nine, this is your sister. Forgive her. It’s not good to fight with your own family.”
He subconsciously went to touch the Ninth Emperor’s hand.
The Ninth Emperor quickly withdrew her hands and held Nan Changfeng’s hand.
Nan Changfeng stared at that hand, and his gaze softened a lot with a smile in his eyes.
The middle-aged man froze, wanting to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.
“Sorry…” The Ninth Emperor smiled faintly. “I don’t like strangers touching me. If it were good-looking ones, I might be fine, but the older ones…”
Mu Yi looked a little embarrassed. Perhaps it was because they had not seen each other for many years that they became a little awkward. He could not blame his daughter for this.
“Little Nine, it has been a long time since you went home. Why don’t you come back with me today?”
“Yes, Sister…” Mu Qingya smiled. “Father has moved out of Mu Manor, but there are still many guest rooms. As long as Sister is willing to come back, we still welcome you, and…”
She pursed her lips. “Just look at your girl, who is like a wolf swallowing food. They must not have eaten such delicious food for a long time. I really can’t imagine what miserable days Sister is living outside? In our house, we have everything. The glory and wealth… More than you can imagine.”
Even though Mu Qingya’s words and eyes were sincere, the contempt and mockery in that tone of voice were still clear to Tian Xuan.
