Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âYou have a son, and so do I!â
They were both princes, not the crown prince. Who could be more noble?
Chu Jinling knew that his mother was always strong-willed but never forced him. So, in front of others, he never allowed his mother to lose face, lie even took the opportunity to praise Su Yingxue in front of Chu Mingyuan, saying, âFather, Miss Suâs medical skills are truly remarkable. Just look at Miss Linâs face. Many doctors couldnât help her, but Miss Su cured her. Sheâs become so beautiful now!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Chu Mingyuan, upon hearing this, looked at Lin Sisi. He remembered how unattractive Lin Aotianâs daughterâs face used to be. He sometimes even considered arranging a marriage for Lin Sisi, but the compatibility was lacking.
But now, this young girlâs face had improved significantly, and she seemed more lively.
âThis is all thanks to Su Yingxue. Reward her!â Chu Mingyuan waved his hand, and Lan Ling immediately brought a glass of wine to Su Yingxue.
Su Yingxue drank it publicly as a gesture of respect.
From a corner visible to Chu Jinling, Su Yingxue blinked at him, as if saying, âA pleasant collaboration!â
âA pleasant collaboration!â Chu Jinling whispered back, then bounced back to his seat.
However, before he could even settle in, Mo Qi approached him. âNinth Prince, Your Highness is summoning you.â
âCan I sip water before I go?â Chu Jinling said helplessly.
He had been hopping around like a cricket for half a day and was exhausted!
Mo Qi didnât answer him. Instead, he took a step away and motioned for him to look at Chu Yihanâs face.
Such a good-looking face was now cold and dark. How dark was it!
Chu Yihan seemed like saying, âYou still dare to drink water?â
Chu Jinlingâs legs wobbled, and he hurriedly rolled over to Chu Yihanâs side.
Su Yingxue observed, unaware of what Chu Jinling had said to Chu Yihan. While Chu Yihanâs demeanor had been frosty and distant moments ago, once Chu Jinling left, it was as if the winter chill had melted away, replaced by warmth.
Especially when Chu Yihan glanced her way, his eyes tender.
Su Yingxue quickly lowered her head, feigning ignorance, not allowing anyone to notice the special connection when Chu Yihan looked at her.
As she lowered her head, Chu Chengye perceived it as shyness.
Chu Chengye still remembered the first time Su Yingxue confessed to him. She had just received a vase, an odd thing from somewhere, and she brought it to him, her voice crisp and tender. âSeventh Prince, youâre so handsome. This is the prettiest one for you!â
Back then, it wasnât the vase that caught his attention, so he had no idea where that vase had ended up.
What had captured his gaze was Su Yingxueâs eyes, as pure as glass, and the beauty that had begun to bloom.
Unfortunatelyâ¦
It had been a long time since she had smiled at him that way.
Chu Chengye persisted, keeping his gaze on Su Yingxue.
Finally, when Su Yingxueâs eyes fell on him, he didnât see the adoration and shyness of a young girl. Instead, he saw indifference.
Su Yingxueâs gaze didnât linger, moving away as if she were looking through empty air.
Chu Chengye clenched his fist, slamming it onto the table in frustration.
Chu Xiuwen, who had been observing women, was suddenly brought back to reality.
A sly smile curved his lips. âSeventh Brother, donât be so impatient. Itâs just a woman. There are countless ways to win her over! Even if you want to bring her into the family and have some fun, thereâs no need to rush this moment!â
Though Chu Chengye wasnât as casual about matters of the heart as his third brother, Chu Xiuwenâs experience with women over the years made him highly attuned to their psychology. Following his advice wouldnât lead to any mistakes..