Chapter 953: Chapter 953: 951: Call Out Han'er

Su Yingxue smacked her lips, “Accepting this child is indeed difficult, and if I were Brother, I’d surely find it hard to make a decision too. But for Brother, Sister Jinyan is the one and only woman in this world, irreplaceable, so even if she has been bullied, Brother will only pity her, not abandon her because of it.”

“But have you ever considered, what if Grandfather finds out? We might accept it, but would Grandfather accept it? Would the clan elders of Marquis’s Manor and the civil and military officials throughout the Great Cheng Dynasty and its citizens look at them kindly?”

Su Han felt that the modern world Su Yingxue’s mother came from must have been a colorful one, perhaps much more tolerant of situations like Wu Jinyan’s; and if they were capable, they could silence all gossip, and nobody could interfere with their lives.

Yet in their Nine Continents, the Great Cheng Dynasty could not afford such freedom.

Simply for Su Hao’s future and reputation, they had no idea how much suffering they’d have to endure.

Su Yingxue’s expression suddenly turned solemn, “Grandpa is so fond of my mother, if we explain it to him carefully, we should be able to move him. However, getting the opinion of the clan elders and court officials is going to be troublesome.”

This was indeed a concern for Su Han, and it was exceedingly thorny.

Their Marquis’s Manor could not cover the sky with one hand, disregarding everything.

Su Yingxue planned to think of a solution after heading back. She coincidentally encountered Song Chengyi when she stepped out with Su Han; he had brought a carriage to pick up Su Han.

Upon seeing Su Yingxue, he knelt down to greet her, “This subordinate pays his respects to the Ninth Princess Consort.”

“General Song, there is no need for ceremony.”

Su Yingxue smiled faintly, as she had already heard about Song Chengyi’s military achievements and promotion.

Although it was not yet official, Su Yingxue was happy to start calling him General Song in advance.

Song Chengyi seemed a bit surprised, but Su Yingxue’s way of addressing him seemed to add a sense of responsibility onto him, “The Princess holds me in high regard; I will definitely protect the Eldest Young Miss.”

“What’s this, you still call me ‘Eldest Young Miss’? You’re both getting married, wouldn’t calling her Han’er not be too much?”

Su Yingxue teased him with all seriousness.

“This… would be inappropriate, it would tarnish Miss’s reputation before the engagement is formalized.”

Song Chengyi spoke with stringent adherence to propriety.

Su Yingxue was silently impressed, he truly loved Su Han!

“My reputation isn’t something you need to be so concerned with. Are you tired today?”

Su Han said, walking up to Song Chengyi and lightly touching his forehead. As she withdrew her hand, she saw the sweat on her fingers and slightly furrowed her brows, “Why are you sweating?”

Song Chengyi honestly replied, “There was some delay due to matters in the military, but I was worried you would be waiting, so I urged the horses a bit faster.”

A sweet feeling touched Su Han’s heart, and she gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, “There’s no need to hurry next time, I don’t mind waiting.”

Song Chengyi did not speak but fetched a step stool for her and Su Yingxue to get into the carriage.

Seeing this, Su Yingxue hurriedly waved her hand, “I rode Chuxin here, so I won’t join Sister in the carriage.”

Confused, Su Han frowned, “Chuxin?”

“It’s a precious horse I brought back from the Great Wei Dynasty. Although it’s not as luxurious as your carriage, I’ll surely reach home before you.”

Su Yingxue teased Su Han with a wink and then went to fetch her horse.

Shaking her head and sighing, Su Han lamented, “If it weren’t for being the Ninth Princess Consort, that boldness to ride a horse on the streets would scare off many noble young masters.”