"Young girl, your words have a deeper meaning. You've also reached the age where you should be married. Do you have your ideas?" Su Qingzhi scrutinized Su Yingxue.
She possessed the same breathtaking beauty as Long Shuli, and her medical skills were even more remarkable. Running a clinic and overseeing the affairs of the Marquis's Manor, she excelled in everything she did.
However, she was still a woman. How could she not have thoughts about marriage?
Su Yingxue didn't deny it. She asked tentatively, "What kind of person does Grandpa think I should marry?"
Su Qingzhi had pondered this question carefully. Previously, when Su Yingxue showed interest in the Seventh Prince, he hadn't opposed the idea of her marrying into the imperial family. After all, this Marquis's Manor was Su Yingxue's powerful maternal family, and she was certainly worthy of a prince.
