Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âMiss, Zhilan is afraid that something will happen to you. Master is waiting for you in the front hall,â Zhilan reminded Su Yingxue softly.
Su Yingxue said that she understood.
Su Miaoyan accompanied Su Yingxue. âSister, why donât I go with you? If Grandpa blames you, I can still help persuade him!â
Su Yingxue scratched the tip of her nose. âSister wonât implicate you for such a small matter. You should save your cleverness for when you get into trouble.â âIâm very obedient. How did I get into trouble?â
Su Miaoyan stuck out her tongue. Although she said this, she knew in her heart that Su Yingxue did not want to implicate her.
âAhâ¦Wuuu!â Su Xinlan cried out in surprise from the corridor not far away.
Oh, right.
She just got punished, and now she could only make such a sound.
Even though she saw that Su Yingxue was safe and sound, she had ten thousand vulgarities in her heart that she wanted to curse, but she could only hold them in.
She grimaced slightly. The pain from the flesh was about to kill her!
âYou deserved it!â Su Miaoyan snorted and laughed.
Su Yingxue turned around and looked at the man beside her in reward. âYour Highness is indeed amazing!â
Chu Yihan rubbed her head and accepted her praise.
They went to face Su Qingzhi together. As they expected, Su Qingzhi reprimanded Su Yingxue and still disagreed with her marriage to Chu Yihan.
âOld General Su, I am determined to get Su Yingxue.â
Chu Yihan exuded the imposing aura of a superior. Even Su Qingzhi had to admit that he wasnât someone who wasnât afraid of the imperial power.
âIf Ninth Prince insists on marrying her, I naturally canât stop you. However,
Su Yingxue didnât get married from the Marquisâs Manor.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Qingzhi put down his teacup with an indifferent expression.
It was fine if it was someone else, but Su Qingzhi had done such a thing before. Back then, Su Xinlan had made a mistake. Not only did she not get married from the Marquisâs Manor, but she was also not recognized as the daughter of the Marquisâs Manor for more than ten years. The same thing could happen to Su Yingxue.
Su Yingxue pursed her lips. âEven so, Yingxue still has to marry the Ninth Prince.â
Su Qingzhi snorted. âYouâre all very determined!â
âAlright, Iâm not unreasonable. If you want to marry my granddaughter openly, you have to show me your ability and sincerity.â
On the surface, Su Qingzhi relaxed.
âGrandpa?â Su Yingxueâs eyes lit up. âYou agreed? Your Highnessâs sincerity and ability are right in front of us!â
Chu Yihan wasnât someone who could be easily suspected. He was the Ninth Prince!
Chu Yihan could hear the hidden meaning in Su Qingzhiâs words. âWhat sincerity and ability do you want to see, Old General?â
âSincerity is to make me feel that only Your Highness is the most suitable person for Yingxue. As for abilityâ¦! want Your Highness to do it and use your most precious thing as a betrothal gift.â
Although Su Qingzhi was a military general, he was not inferior to the prime minister.
His meticulous thinking was admirable.
Su Yingxue could guess that the first sentence was to ask Chu Yihan to reject Xiao Yu and Qin Muyanâs marriage proposal, even if he was the most suitable person for him.
As for Chu Yihanâs most precious possessionâ¦
Su Yingxue was a little hesitant.
She didnât knowwhat her grandfather wanted, nor did she know what Chu Yihan would do.
âI agree!â
Chu Yihan did not hesitate at all. His decisiveness made Su Qingzhi feel a sense of admiration.