Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue slowly attempted to move. Her legs went numb, causing her face to twitch. âGranddaughter doesnât dare to blame Grandfather.â
After experiencing a lifetime of such mistakes, she knew that Grandfather would never harm her.
No matter what happened, Grandfather loved her sincerely.
Therefore, she didnât delve into what had happened during the day.
Howeverâ¦
After managing to stand up, she staggered two steps in front of Su Qingzhi. âBut I have to tell Grandfather that since Iâm fond of Chu Yihan, I must marry him.â
âWith such determination, wonât you marry anyone else in this lifetime?â
âYes, Grandpa!â
Su Yingxueâs pitch-black eyes reflected two flickering candle flames, making her gaze particularly deep and serene.
She didnât act impulsively. She had thought it through.
âGrandfather, even if it means sacrificing everything, I must be with him. There wonât be anyone else in this world who loves me as much as he does.â
Su Yingxue was resolute and determined.
Through her face, Su Qingzhi saw a shadow identical to hers.
âFather, no one in this world can stop me from doing what I want to do. I, Long Shuli, must do what I want to do, even if it means sacrificing my life!â
That voice was as melodious as Su Yingxueâs.
Su Qingzhi looked at her back and smiled with relief. âTheyâre mother and daughter. Theyâre still so alike!â
With no one around, Su Wei came to report to Su Qingzhi. âGeneral, there are people from the Ninth Princeâs side watching outside the Marquisâs Manor, but they havenât entered or posed a threat to the manorâs security. However, Young Master Jinxuanâs recent movements have been suspicious. Heâs gone to the Seventh Princeâs residence.â
The smile in Su Qingzhiâs eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold pressure. âKeep a close watch on his every move for me!â
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Su Yingxueâs legs were sore as she rode to the Ninth Princeâs Mansion.
She knocked on the door as usual.
When the old steward came out to see her, he sighed heavily. âMiss Su, Your Highness has already retired. Please come again tomorrow. Iâm afraid this marriageâ¦â
It was becoming difficult.
âPlease open the door and let me see Your Highness! Grandfather will agree to our marriage. I will marry him!â
Su Yingxue rubbed her knees and said earnestly to the old steward.
The old steward closed the door with a regretful expression.
âAlt!â
Su Yingxue pounded on the heavy door, suddenly feeling her hands weaken.
She couldnât possibly force open a door that weighed hundreds of pounds.
But⦠She had to climb over the wall!
Different from before, this time she not only had to climb over the wall but also had to avoid the guards in the mansion, hiding and sneaking until she finally reached Chu Yihanâs courtyard.
âMiss Su, you should go back. Your Highness has indeed ordered not to see you today. You donât need to come to the mansion anymore.â
Mo Qi held his sword and blocked her way.
He, too, felt regretful, but he had the same responsibility as the old steward. No one could disobey Chu Yihanâs orders.
He even said, âIf Miss Su insists on entering today, Iâll have to fall first.â
Su Yingxue rubbed her knees. She squatted on the ground for a moment before raising her head to ask Mo Qi, âTell me, after kneeling for six to eight hours, what are the chances of me beating you down?â
Mo Qi was speechless.
They werenât high, right?
They might even be relatively low.
Su Yingxue massaged her knees and prepared to confront Mo Qi.