C277 Father and Daughter

"Yurou, look who's here?"

In the courtyard, a delicate girl sat on a short stool. Her small face was slightly raised and her eyes were half-closed, enjoying the morning sunlight.

Beside her stood her personal maid, the bamboo sword.

Hearing the voice, the bamboo sword turned its head and bowed. "Clan head."

"Father."

Seeing that it was her own father, Yue Yuxuan stood up from the chair