Shen Roujia obediently followed behind Wen Surong, looking like a soft and cute little girl. However, deep down, Shen Roujia was full of cunning thoughts.
From the very first meeting, Shen Roujia had already analyzed the relationships between everyone here.
She followed Wen Surong to the main tent. Since the people here didn’t build houses, most of the structures were like yurts, similar to Mongolian tents. They appeared sturdier than regular tents and were quite luxurious.
Shen Roujia observed the wild and bold decor inside.
She blinked and looked at Wen Surong, “Father, where should I stay?”
Wen Surong nodded at Tu Lie, who spoke before Wen Surong could, “Originally, I planned to have you stay with me in the back area, but Father wanted you closer to him, so he had a new place built for you just behind this one.”
Shen Roujia smiled, a bit flattered, and said to Wen Surong, “Father, you’re too kind to me. You know I’m not used to new places.”
Wen Surong, still somewhat overwhelmed by the experience of interacting with his long-lost daughter, didn’t quite know how to teach or guide her. All he could think about was how to pamper and protect her.
Shen Roujia was very happy living here. Even though there were differences in lifestyle, Wen Surong issued orders for everyone to accommodate Shen Roujia’s habits.
Before long, the news of Wen Surong bringing back a little princess spread throughout the Northern Border.