"Father..."
Li Longyu grew up pampered, never having suffered any grievance since she could remember. Her mother, Li Xuanling, had long been in charge of the Xia Palace, and whenever conflicts arose between her and her siblings, Li Xuanling always sided with her, which is why she relied so much on Li Xuanling.
As for her father, there was no need to say more. Being the youngest among her siblings, her father had practically spoiled her to the heavens. No joke, she remembered in the 48th year of the Great Xia, when she was seven, she once casually mentioned a bright star she saw in the sky over Xia City to her father. On her birthday that year, her father actually plucked that star down and gifted it to her.
Some fathers spoil their daughters to the extent of wanting to pluck stars from the sky. To many, that might sound like a joke, but to Li Longyu, it was a tangible reality.
