Chapter 813: What's the Origin

"You are my precious little girl, you don't have to care about what others think. Even if others laugh at you, I will still marry you and take you home as my wife!"

"But this is a matter of my lifetime after all. I must get dressed up. If those people laugh at me, Xue'er will lose face!"

Murong Xue'er pouted as she spoke.

"Alright then, you hurry up and wash up. I'll send two maids in to help you right away!"

"Ok!"

Seeing this, Murong Hong could only agree.

"Then I'll leave now!"

"Mm!"

Murong Hong nodded and said.

"You go ahead!"

"Goodbye, Xue'er!"

"Daddy, goodbye!"

Murong Xue'er, waving her delicate little hands, bid farewell to Murong Hong.

"Daddy, goodbye!"

Murong Hong smiled at Murong Xue'er and then turned to leave.

...

A month later.

Murong Xue'er was wearing a light-yellow silk dress embroidered with gold thread and draped in a white fox fur cloak. She wore jewelry that appeared very precious and luxurious.