But now, looking at her face, which was as beautiful as her mother's, he was afraid that he would invite disaster.
"Yingxue, tell grandpa honestly. When did you become acquainted with Ninth Prince?" Su Qingzhi's face was very kind, but there was a look of scrutiny in his eyes.
This scrutinizing gaze was like a sword and lightning, causing Su Yingxue to be unable to move.
She lowered her eyes. "When Your Highness came to visit me, he gave me a few stalks of Lingzhi."
"Do you know who Your Highness is?" Su Qingzhi said lightly as he walked.
"Your Highness is the God of War of the Great Cheng Dynasty. He is extremely noble." Su Yingxue replied.
However, she had a feeling that this was not the answer Grandpa wanted to hear.
