The two of them walked to the backyard.
An Youyou watched a little girl practicing martial arts with a spear in the yard, her movements light yet powerful.
Sure enough, she was still the little girl who loved to twirl the spear; at a glance, she didn't look like a girl at all.
Thinking that when she grows up, she would follow in her mother's footsteps and become a formidable female general!
"Yun'er," Xie Ruotong called out to Xie Qianyun.
Xie Qianyun stopped twirling her spear and turned to look over.
Her fair skin was covered in sweat.
She casually wiped it with her hand, looked at her mother, and then glanced at An Youyou.
It seemed she didn't recognize her, furrowing her brows slightly.
"This is Princess Youyou. She used to hold you when you were little," Xie Ruotong introduced, "Come over and pay respects."
Xie Qianyun swung her spear handsomely.
With that swing, she precisely placed the spear into the spear rack.
This maneuver, An Youyou gave it full marks.
