Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Chapter 403: From Today On, You Are Lin Qingluo_1
“Qingluo, come, join mother to go in.”

Ye Xue’e, assisted by Ying’er, stepped down from the carriage, wearing the glory unique to an elderly mother, her eyes filled with smiles. She walked towards the front door and held her daughter’s small hand.

“Hmm.”

Su Qingluo obediently nodded, held her mother’s hand tightly, and mother and daughter shared a knowing smile as they crossed the threshold.

The young lads of the Lin Clan cheered and jumped with joy, following them through the door.

Once the masters had entered, the attendants waiting at the front gate pushed the doors closed from both sides.

The six heavy steel doors creaked shut, blocking the prying eyes of any interested onlookers.

After enduring a thousand years of trials and tribulations, the architecture within the Duke of Zhen’s Mansion was simple yet majestic.

Green moss covered the bluestone pathway, while the towering trees reached high into the sky, each requiring more than ten people to stand shoulder to shoulder to encircle them.

Ye Xue’e, holding her daughter’s hand, entered the mansion where the maids and servants couldn’t help but gush at the sight of their adorable eldest miss, Yuxue.

They respectfully greeted the mother and daughter before happily following the young masters, escorting the group to the courtyard where the Old Master resided.

Eighty years old, the Old Master retired and lived in the most secluded corner of the mansion, where ordinary people were not allowed to disturb him, except for the rightful heirs.

When Ye Xue’e and her daughter arrived at Autumn Frost Residence, the Duke and Duchess of Zhen had been eagerly awaiting their arrival. Upon seeing their granddaughter, who had been lost amongst the commoners for ten years, their faces were already wet with tears before they could even open their mouths.

The couple cried and wailed with joy, holding their beloved granddaughter close, while the Old Master wept, overcome with emotion.

Ye Xue’e wiped her tears, and the atmosphere in the room was filled with sorrow for a moment.

After the emotions of the Duke and Duchess of Zhen finally died down, and the Old Master recovered his strength under the comforting words of his virtuous children and grandchildren, the formal ritual of acknowledging ancestors and lineage began.

Every rightful heir of the Duke of Zhen’s Mansion gathered in the ancestral hall.

Lin Xiaoyang, who had been vexed by Aunt Xue to the point of vomiting blood, had passed out on his bed due to his serious illness. However, he was now seated in a wheelchair, pushed by an attendant.

The ancestral hall was filled with memorial tablets, each engraved with the name of a Lin Clan member who had died for their country.

Upon entering the ancestral hall, Su Qingluo felt her blood surge and the fighting cells in her body roared to life.

It was as if a sleeping lion had awakened, and the God of War himself had arrived.

The Old Master was quick to notice the change in his granddaughter’s demeanor, and his clouded eyes filled with hot tears. “Qingluo, bow to our ancestors and the loved ones who sacrificed themselves for our country. From this day on, you are Lin Qingluo.”

“Yes.”

Lin Qingluo collected herself and solemnly knelt down, her face filled with respect as she made three loud kowtows to honor the Lin Clan’s fallen heroes.

“Good child, get up.”

With a heart full of relief, the Duke and Duchess of Zhen each reached out a hand, one on either side, to help their little granddaughter stand up.

“Old Master, Qingluo must be exhausted from her journey. Let her go back and rest first.”

Lin Qinglo’s doting grandmother, Duchess of Zhen, couldn’t bear to see her granddaughter suffer the slightest fatigue, even feeling heartache when she stood for too long in the ancestral hall.

“Go, go.”

The Old Master knew her intentions well, and without arguing, waved his hand for his family to disperse.

“Grandpa, Qingluo will return to freshen up, and then I’ll come see you again after lunch.”

Lin Qingluo politely said her goodbyes to the Old Master, sweetly calling him Grandpa. The Old Master’s eyes brightened with joy, and he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

“Alright, my dear Qingluo. If you want to see your grandpa, come anytime. I have some good things for you.”