Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
But now, looking at her face, which was as beautiful as her motherâs, he was afraid that he would invite disaster.
âYingxue, tell grandpa honestly. When did you become acquainted with Ninth Prince?â Su Qingzhiâs face was very kind, but there was a look of scrutiny in his eyes.
This scrutinizing gaze was like a sword and lightning, causing Su Yingxue to be unable to move.
She lowered her eyes. âWhen Your Highness came to visit me, he gave me a few stalks of Lingzhi.â
âDo you know who Your Highness is?â Su Qingzhi said lightly as he walked.
âYour Highness is the God of War of the Great Cheng Dynasty. He is extremely noble.â Su Yingxue replied.
However, she had a feeling that this was not the answer Grandpa wanted to hear.
âOther than identity, do you know the blood feud of Your Highness? The Imperial Consort died in vain, and his elder brother has been missing for many years. How could he use his own body to shake the current court and make the emperor unable to sleep and eat for so many years?â Su Qingzhi asked.
Su Yingxue nodded silently. âI know all of this. The Imperial Consortâs death was caused by the emperor. The young Eighth Princeâs disappearance is probably related to the emperor.â
Su Qingzhiâs heart sank. âYou knew about it!â
Su Yingxueâs eyebrows twitched. Grandpa was testing her!
He had seen through her relationship with Chu Yihan, which was why he had asked her.
Su Yingxueâs heart was beating wildly, but she maintained a calm expression. âSo what if I know? Grandpa, is this a secret?â
Su Qingzhiâs brows furrowed tighter and tighter. âOther than me, even your eldest uncle and father would not know about these things, but you know everything! How close are you to Ninth Prince?â
That was why he had exposed all his scars for her to see!
For a man who had been through hundreds of battles, the only people who could make him reveal his fragility and tenderness were the people who were extremely important to him.
Could it be that his granddaughter and Chu Yihan had alreadyâ¦
âGrandpa!â Su Yingxueâs sweet voice broke Su Qingzhiâs train of thought. âDidnât I tell you before? The Silver Moon Pavilion came to rob my motherâs handwritten letter. Iâve fought with the Silver Moon Pavilion and even snatched their number-one assassin from the Silver Moon Steward. Itâs not difficult for me to understand some secrets of the court. Why do I need Ninth Prince to tell me personally?â
Su Qingzhi was stunned for a moment before asking her, âIs that so?â
âOf course. Grandpa, are you suspecting Ninth Prince?â Su Yingxueâs eyes were innocent. âNinth Prince saved me previously because of Grandfather. Now, heâs helping his cousin because of the Marquisâs Manor. Outsiders might think that Your Highness is biased, but Grandpa, donât you know whoâs right and whoâs wrong? Your Highness is helping justice and fairness!â
Su Yingxueâs words made Su Qingzhi unable to find any flaws.
Chu Yihan knew his temper. He also knew that Su Dingheng was a good-for-nothing in the current Marquisâs Manor. Su Hao was far away in Bamboo Leaf Pass. If he wanted to do something, the Su family could not help him. The only thing that could benefit him was Su Yingxue inheriting Long Shuliâs heaven-defying medical skills.
âGrandpa, youâve also thought of it. Your Highness helping our Marquisâs Manor wonât bring him any benefits on the surface, but Your Highness is also an ordinary person. Iâve also treated his old injuries before. Your Highness helping us is also helping himself.â Su Yingxue explained the matter more clearly.
âI see.â Su Qingzhi stroked his beard. Su Yingxueâs words could make people understand.
After all, even Chu Mingyuan respected Long Shuli.
Su Qingzhiâs suspicion dissipated a little, but he couldnât help but remind Su Yingxue earnestly, âYingxue, Grandpa isnât slandering Ninth Prince this time. Grandpa respects heroes and values heroes, but every hero faces countless dangers..â