Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, Su Yingxue noticed that Xiao Yu seemed to resist her a bit.
At that moment, Su Qingzhi spoke up. âI have some acquaintance with Master Xiao. On the battlefield, the Xiao family provided us with a lot of grain and supplies. Iâve always remembered this kindness. Now that Master Xiao and Noble Consort Xiao have entrusted me, Iâll let my granddaughter give it a try. i hope it can alleviate your illness.â
âOld General, youâre too kind. Supporting the Xiao familyâs military needs is my duty. Iâll have to trouble Miss Su with my illness.â
Xiao Yu made a slight bow. Draped in white, he exuded refinement, truly a young master of unmatched elegance in the world.
Truly irresistible.
Su Yingxue gazed at his face, feeling compelled to cure him.
âOh dear!â
She hadnât expected that Su Miaoyan, who was just as infatuated, was lurking outside.
Su Miaoyan had only intended to sneak a peek at the guest. Hearing that the young master of the Xiao family was unparalleled in appearance, she lost her footing and stumbled inside.
Things took an awkward turn.
Luckily, she was quick-witted. She scampered over to Su Qingzhi and sweetly greeted him while hugging his arm. âGrandpa, Miaoyan greets you!â
âItâs you! Youâre the only one so clumsy in this manor!â
Su Qingzhi lovingly tapped her nose, then held her hand, and introduced her to Xiao Yu. âYoung Master Xiao, this is my granddaughter, Su Miaoyan. 1 apologize for her impetuousness.â
âItâs okay.â Xiao Yuâs indifferent eyes gained a glimmer of light.
The moment Su Miaoyan appeared, he sensed that she wasnât here just to pay respects.
Yet, he found her clear, lively eyes appealing. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Pure, like early spring snow.
Though tinged with a hint of mischief, one could tell she hadnât been tainted by the world.
âGrandpa, which young master is he from?â Su Miaoyan asked to cover up her previous blunder.
âHow could you not know who he is when youâre sneaking a peek?â Su Yingxue, arms crossed, immediately exposed Su Miaoyan.
Su Miaoyanâs face puffed up, turning red. âI wasnât peeking! Sister framed me. Itâs you who covets young master Xiaoâs beauty!â
Su Yingxue raised an eyebrow. âOh, now youâre deflecting blame. Come here!â
Su Yingxue reached out to grab Su Miaoyan and tickle her. Su Miaoyan cried out, filling the hall with their laughter.
âImpudent! We have guests. Yingxue, youâre not behaving like an elder sister!â Su Qingzhi had to scold them both.
Su Yingxue released Su Miaoyan. She had forgotten that Xiao Yu was still present.
He was too inconspicuous.
Having been accustomed to Chu Yihanâs imposing presence, she easily overlooked someone as indifferent as Xiao Yu.
âSister, it seems this young master Xiao isnât your type,â Su Miaoyan whispered mischievously to Su Yingxue.
âNonsense! Youâre just a young girl, yet you think so much!â
Su Yingxue playfully poked her head. This girl was precocious!
Su Miaoyan winced but caught Xiao Yuâs smiling gaze.
Oh!
âThis brother is handsome!â Su Miaoyan thought.
Compared to her sisterâs Ninth Prince, she preferred this kind of fair, clean brother. Just looking at him made her want to rush over and take a bite!
Su Yingxue took Xiao Yu to the medicine hut, with Su Miaoyan quietly trailing behind.
When Su Yingxue needed someone to assist her, Su Miaoyan was quite diligent..