"Qingluo is back!"

Seeing her entering the door, Ye Xue'e's eyes lit up, she threw down her small shovel excitedly, trotted to meet her, and held her daughter into her arms with open arms.

The tip of her nose lightly sniffed the sweet fragrance that belonged only to her little daughter, and the heart that had been worrying and worrying for several days finally settled down.

"Mother, Qingluo misses you."

Su Qingluo snuggled into her mother's arms, enjoying a moment of warmth.

"Mother misses you too."

Ye Xue'e's eyes flickered, a warm current surged through her heart, she held her daughter's hand tightly, her heart and eyes were full of love.

"Good boy, come, come into the house with mother, mother has good news for you."

"Qingluo also has a gift for mother."

Su Qingluo responded with a smile, and let her pull her along, and the two of them walked back to the wing room together.

"Qingluo, mother didn't come here to tell you earlier that mother's biological father is Ye Mingsheng, a world-renowned Confucian."

After entering the house, the two of them sat on the kang and talked intimately. Ye Xue'e couldn't keep her mind on the matter, so she went straight to the topic as soon as she came up.

"My mother sent a letter to my father not long ago, recommending you to be his student."

"Father is very happy to know that you are unparalleled in intelligence and literary talent, and you won the first place in the provincial examination at the age of nine. He has already agreed to accept you as a closed disciple."

"Two days ago, he specially sent two of his favorite disciples to visit you, little junior sister, in the name of giving mother a birthday present."

When mentioning the favorite student, Ye Xue'e's eyes flickered, and she looked at her little daughter's delicate and beautiful face with a smile, smiling meaningfully.

"It's just a pity. You just happened to be away. They can only stay for one day. They rushed to the capital city to participate in the annual poetry appreciation meeting. They happened to miss it."

"Well."

Su Qingluo didn't care about the so-called favorite student, and subconsciously asked, "Mother, your father is my grandfather. Is it appropriate for your grandfather to accept your granddaughter as a closed disciple?"

"According to the principle, it is naturally inappropriate. Relatives and disciples should not be confused."

Ye Xue'e smiled, and didn't care too much: "You are different, he is not your grandfather, of course it's okay."

The key is that the old man is my grandfather!

Su Qingluo helplessly supported his forehead, his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

"Qingluo, your grandfather is famous all over the world. There are so many celebrities and talents in the seven countries who want to worship him as a teacher, but there are very few who can make him fall in love with him."

Ye Xue'e sensed it sensitively, her heart trembled, and a trace of astonishment surged up, mistakenly thinking that she didn't understand the importance of apprenticeship, so she couldn't help persuading her again.

"In his whole life, UU Reading has only accepted seven students, all of them are young heroes who became famous at a young age and have outstanding literary talents. With his teaching, their achievements in the future will be limitless."

"It's just a pity that the first six students are all old, and only the youngest student is a little younger. He is only fifteen years old now. He is talented and handsome."

Speaking of this, she subconsciously glanced at Yuxue's lovely little daughter.

"Mother, grandpa is a great scholar in the world, is it appropriate to accept a little girl as a closed disciple?"

Su Qingluo's eyes flickered, and his thoughts changed sharply while talking and laughing, thinking about suitable words.

"Qingluo knows that my mother loves me and thinks of me wholeheartedly. Qingluo has no choice but to care about grandpa's reputation and let him be criticized for Qingluo."

"Your grandfather agrees. They are jealous of people outside the customs, so let them talk about it. My precious daughter must stand taller and go farther than them, to be envied by the world."

Ye Xue'e was not happy anymore, she was full of motherly love to protect the calf, showing a rare strength.

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