The Little Princess Who Left Home (1)

"Everything is wrong. This pool is wrong, the water pavilion is wrong, and that pool is wrong." The young princess curled her fingers and counted carefully. In the end, she pointed. "You're also wrong."

Mo Yuan thought, "You're the one in the wrong."

If not for the fact that she knew that her princess could not hold back, she would have suspected that she was up to something again.

"Ah, my father is back." The young princess suddenly looked somewhere.

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell into a warm embrace.

Xuanyuan Ce brought her around the pool. He did not hear his daughter's cheers as usual. He raised his eyebrows and sped up.

In a while, his daughter would definitely be so excited that she would shout, "Father, fly higher!"

The young princess did not know what her father was thinking. She tugged at a strand of his hair and looked around. She asked curiously, "Father, why isn't your hair white?"