271 Not Far From Being a Father to Her!

For the time being, Yun Ran couldn’t bring herself to address him as her father. It didn’t seem right for her to address Xuanyuan Yu by his full name since he was an elder. Just like Sweetcake, she called him Yu for the time being.

Of course, Xuanyuan Yu was happy that she had changed her address. After all, there was only a difference of one word between Old Yu and Old Father.

He was not far from being a father to her!

“What do you mean why? Do I need to give Mo Donglin a reason to do anything? I’ve given him enough respect.” Xuanyuan Yu had never worried about this question from the beginning to the end.

Yun Ran said, “That’s true, but this is the East Continent after all. There’s no need for us to fall out with them.”

“Then what do you think I should say? I’ll listen to you.”

Her reference to “us” pleased Xuanyuan Yu.

His daughter had already treated him as one of her own.

Xuanyuan Yu was a tyrant in the Wuan Kingdom. Anyone who dared to question his words would be courting death.

However, his attitude in front of Yunran was no different from Mo Beiyuan’s attitude towards Little Sweetcake. He only doted on her.

Yun Ran organized her words and said, “When the time comes, just say that you’re taking revenge for us. Anyway, we’ve already formed a grudge with the Prime Minister’s Estate. Leave the rest to me.”

Yun Ran couldn’t be bothered to make up a fancy reason.

They alighted from the carriage outside the palace gate.

Yun Ran carried Little Sweetcake. This was not the first time the little packrat had entered the palace. She obediently lay in her mother’s arms and was no longer so curious about the palace.

Mo Beiyuan and Xuanyuan Yu walked behind on both sides.

“Little Sweetcake, do you want some candied hawthorn?”

“Little Sweetcake, do you want to play Flying High?”

“Little Sweetcake, are you tired?”

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Along the way, Xuanyuan Yu teased the little packrat. However, the little packrat lay listlessly.

“Yun Ran, why is Sweetcake ignoring me? Does she not like me anymore?”

Yun Ran wanted to ask him how tired the packrat could be since she had not taken a single step from beginning to end.

Besides, did he not know that the little baby would be sleepy?

“It’s her lunch break now. She’s just sleepy. Don’t think too much.”

How was a little girl who was already dozing off supposed to respond?

Hearing from Yun Ran that Sweetcake was just sleepy, Xuanyuan Yu heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that his precious granddaughter was fine.

When they arrived outside the hall, the eunuch outside shouted at the top of his lungs.

“Emperor Wu’an, King Yuan has arrived…”

The packrat lying on Yun Ran’s shoulder was shocked by the sharp and ear-piercing voice. Her big eyes, which had just closed, opened again.

She pursed her lips and tears welled up in her eyes.

Yun Ran patted her back gently a few times to comfort her. “It’s okay, it’s okay. Don’t be afraid, Sweetcake.”

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Yu looked like he was going to fight that eunuch to death.

“Who asked you to shout so loudly? Is your master deaf?!”

Mo Beiyuan did not speak, but the way he looked at the eunuch was also filled with displeasure and killing intent.

The eunuch was panicking. He did not know what had happened for him to offend these two ancestors.

As Yun Ran coaxed the packrat, she signaled with her eyes that she was fine.

She wanted the two of them not to be so anxious.

After entering the hall, Yun Ran saw the exquisitely dressed Emperor of the East Continent on the dragon throne.

The Emperor slowly said, “Why did Emperor Wu’an come to the East Continent to stay in the Yuan Mansion?”

Xuanyuan Yu glanced at him and said in an irritated voice, “Keep your voice down. Don’t disturb the packrat’s sleep.”

Yun Ran was speechless.