Chapter 287 - 184: Father and Daughter_1
Pan Zi’an’s eyes were moist as he looked around the room, murmuring softly, "Time flies so quickly, in the blink of an eye. It’s been nine years, Yueyue has actually left her father for nine years..." He sighed deeply, "Yueyue was like a pearl in father’s hands, and father has brought all the pearls here."
This was a young lady’s living quarters, immaculately clean, with the faint scent of agarwood lingering all around, and silvery frost charcoal burning in two bronze stoves, keeping the room as warm as spring.
In the interior stood a Bogu shelf, adorned with treasures and antiques, but mostly decorations inlaid with pearls, and more pearls placed within brocade boxes.
To the right was a carved Phoebe nanmu beauty couch shimmering with light, covered with a cyan brocade cushion embroidered with rich blessings.
Next to the beauty couch was a tall Phoebe nanmu carved table, on which stood a frame bordered with pearls and a glass center, containing a portrait of a beautiful woman. The woman was his daughter, Pan Yue, from the last time he saw her when she was just thirteen years old.
He had three children. His son resembled Princess Zi Yang a lot, and his youngest daughter resembled Maternal Aunt Ye. Only this daughter resembled him the most, with features like a painting, an ethereal temperament, and an immense talent for painting just like him. She was the daughter he should have cherished, yet she met with such a violent death.
In a trance, he saw a little girl hiding behind the Duobao Pavilion in his study, just peeking her little head out and quietly watching him. He knew she was watching him, but he didn’t turn his head, continuing to gaze at the pearl in his hand.
After an indeterminate amount of time passed, a softly sweet voice said, "Daddy, Yueyue wants to be the pearl in father’s hand so that father will look at Yueyue, not the pearl."
He frowned and turned around, scolding the maidservant, "How do you serve the Commandery Princess? Letting her run about."