Qin Ge's tone was very certain, and whether it was her gaze or a woman's intuition, both were accurate.
"Yes, this son loves her deeply," Qin Muyan confessed without intending to hide it.
Qin Ge took a sharp breath, "If Su Yingxue truly were your cousin, and were as yet unmarried, your fondness for her would be understandable, and Mother would never stand in your way. But what you saw today! She is not your cousin, and may even be suspected of impersonation! All this aside, most importantly, she's already married, to the Ninth Princess Consort! Do you not know what kind of man Chu Yihan is? Do you intend to compete with him for a woman?"
Qin Muyan clenched his right fist, his eyes stubborn and resolute, "This son does not wish to compete with him. If Yingxue is willing, this son is prepared to go through fire and water to marry her. But now that Chu Yihan treats her well, this son can only wait."
Wait until one day she needs him, then he will reappear by her side.
