Prime Minister's Sixth Daughter

"This can't be the Yan Clan's young miss, right?"

"80% chance. Look at the scent of books on your body, only a rich family like Prime Minister Yan can cultivate it."

Since the Yan Clan had arranged for a group of maidservants to wait at the entrance early in the morning, when she got off the carriage, it attracted the attention of many commoners. When they saw her get off the carriage, they began to discuss her.

Her second young mistress, Yan Yugru, was twenty-one years old. She had a twin battle array name that could shake the world, and at the age of seventeen, she had granted permission to a grand general who commanded one hundred thousand men to look after her. She was granted permission from the emperor to enter and leave the army camp at will.

Her Third Sister — Yan Mingru, aged 18, was the capital's number one genius. At the age of six, she was able to complete a poem with every step. She had already been engaged to the newly appointed head of the Board of Justice, Jin Cheng.

Her Fourth Sister — Yan Xinru, Fifth Sister — Yan Ziru was a twin. She was sixteen years old, and one of them was born cute and dexterous, while the other was born elegant and demure. She was still waiting for her friend, but the number of matchmakers who came to propose marriage was endless.

Besides the matters at home, Old Man Wuxi had also specially mentioned some matters to her.

Old man Wuxi had a special status. The Yan Clan did not mention anything about him being brought to the Dusk Summer Valley since childhood.

They only declared that the Sixth Miss was weak and that she had been sent to the Cheng Ling monastery to be raised and blessed for keeping her alive.

Even without her master's words, Yan Xiaomu knew the importance of this.

After all, the Twilight Valley's security and the identity of the last disciple of Old Man Wuxi were extremely attractive, especially in this era where people were so happy that they could swallow an elephant.

As a result, Yan Xiao Mu had greeted the two girls who were following her on the way here.

Even though they were girls, they were Uncle Chen's daughters. In fact, they grew up together and could be considered childhood friends.

If you counted carefully, they were actually three years older than Yan Muru.

After walking for half a quarter of an hour, she was led to the main hall by an attendant.

"Reporting to Madam, Master, five misses, little miss is here."

The attendant blessed them and after introducing them for a while, he left.

Yan Xiaomu looked at the two seated at the head of the table, then bent down and knelt down.

"Mu Ru greets mother and father. I have not shown my filial piety for fourteen years. I have to apologize to father and mother and also express my gratitude to all my sisters."

Seeing Yan Muru kowtowing in such a manner, the space between Yun Qing's eyebrows tightened.

This was her youngest daughter. She was also a child that hadn't been raised by her side since she was born.

She was so excited that she didn't even have time to attend to the rules as she quickly stood up to help Yan Muru.

"Mu Er, quickly get up. The ground is cold."

Yun Qing hugged Yan Mu Ru tightly and couldn't help but burst out crying as he thought about the grievances that he had endured over the past few years.

Although Yan Hui also missed her, he was not as excited as Yun Feng was. Instead, he started to size up the wonderful person in front of him.

She wore a red brocade dress with golden threads of Hibiscus Thread. She wore the most common set of clothes, the Cloud Steamed Bun, and casually wore a black jade hairpin.

She was graceful, elegant, and not lacking in immaturity. In the tranquility, there was a bit of indifference.

He really was a person nurtured by the elements!

Yan Mu Ru was afraid that Yun Feng would faint from the shock, so she used her strength to support him.

"Mother, don't think too much into it. Your daughter is already back, right?"

"In the future, Mu Er will definitely honor and honor Mother."

After hearing Yan Muru's reminder, Yun Feng realised that he had lost his composure.

That's right, our youngest daughter has already returned. In the future, there will be plenty of time to accompany her. It won't be in a hurry, so don't scare the child.

Yan Muru waited for Yun Qing to release her, then carefully observed her 'biological parents'.

Yun Feng looked benevolent, his eyes were filled with boundless pity and love. Even though he was in his forties, his old age was nowhere to be seen, and he looked just like a thirty year old woman.

Yan Hui was handsome and elegant. Even though he had a beard that was half an inch long, one could still tell that he was a scholar. He was fair and elegant, but the love in his eyes had been swept away by Yan Muru.

On the way, she had heard that the Yan Clan's prime minister only had one wife in his lifetime, and that his six daughters had no children. She had also never mentioned taking in a concubine.

There was even an ancient saying left behind by the ancestors of the Yan Clan …

"Better to be the wife of a sect than a noble concubine!"

Even she, her father, had taught her daughters, and the husbands her sisters had chosen were all chosen by herself.

Just like the Prime Minister's wife, she was an embroidery woman that Yan Hui had met in Jiangnan.

It seemed like the Yan Clan's reputation was not bad!

After seeing her parents, the next step was naturally her five elder sisters.

"Mu Er greets my five elder sisters."

Yan Muru bowed, her etiquette was complete.

Seeing this, the other sisters hurriedly came over to help her up.

In the eyes of the crowd, this little sister was not considered amazing. At most, it could only be said that she had a bit of elegance.

Seeing that Yan Muru was so close to her sisters, Yun Hui's mood improved. A smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and Yan Hui's worried heart was finally at ease.

Yesterday, when Yun Qing heard that Yan Muru was coming back, he did not rest at all. He personally went to clean up the Warm Mist Courtyard for Yan Muru. This morning, he had been looking forward to it, so Yan Hui was worried that she would not be able to hold on.

Now that his daughter had returned, his home was finally complete.

Yun Feng pulled Yan Muru's hand and introduced her to his daughters one by one.

Her elder sister was so beautiful that it could move people. Moreover, she was wearing a small, white, tender child. It was easy to recognize her at a glance.

"We're all family, Sixth Sister, there's no need to be so polite."

Then, she turned her head to coax the little child beside her.

"Xuan'er, hurry and call me aunt."

Liu Ruxuan straightened her face and bowed towards Yan Muru.

"Xuan'er greets aunt!"

Then, he turned around and said to Yan Yaru.

"Mother, so aunt isn't as beautiful as you."

That serious and sincere tone caused everyone to laugh out loud. A lady filled with spiritual qi couldn't help but chime in.

"Yes, yes, yes. None of us are as beautiful as your mother. This damned brat …"

The woman who spoke was her fourth elder sister.

Following the direction of his gaze, he could see that although her fifth sister was a twin sister, she didn't look the least bit alike. One was calm, while the other was excited.

Her second sister had the air of a soldier. She was the most eye-catching amongst all the people. The third sister was the most tactful when she spoke, but when she made a fuss, she did not lose out to her energetic fourth sister.

Indeed, there were some things that weren't necessarily the same as what the others said. Her sisters each had their own unique characteristics, yet they were also infecting each other.

To be able to form a harmonious family like this, how many lifetimes of fortune did she, Yan Muru have?

"Since Sixth Miss has already sent it back, this old man cannot stay any longer."

It was unknown when old man Wuxi appeared in the great hall, but he eventually reached out his hand to pat Yan Muru's head before turning to leave.

"Many thanks to State Grandmaster for teaching Mu'er in Dunton. I, Yan Hui, am forever grateful."

"Teacher, Little Mu will listen obediently and he will miss me!"

She mischievously waved her hand at Old Man Wuxi, but her eyes were filled with reluctance and disappointment. She said that Xiao Mu meant that she was bid farewell to him as a disciple of Old Man Wuxi.

After ten years of being together, he was a good teacher and a good friend.

Fortunately, she still had a large group of people who doted on her!