Su Yingxue bit her lip. She didn't respond to Su Qingzhi's words, but the outcome she desired would certainly come!
"Come, bring the vine whip to this old man!"
Su Qingzhi stood up, his hair and beard all white, yet his authority remained profound, "No one in the Marquis's Manor dares to lay a hand on you as the Ninth Princess Consort, so it shall be I, this old man, who personally teaches you a lesson! Although you are the Ninth Princess Consort, you are also my granddaughter, and I have the right to discipline you!"
Su Wei quickly handed the family whip to Su Qingzhi. This object had fallen on Su Yingxue before, but it was the first time that Su Qingzhi would do the whipping.
Su Han threw herself onto Su Yingxue and hugged her, "Grandpa, Yingxue has not been feeling well recently. Please allow Han'er to share the lesson with her!"
She held Su Yingxue tightly in her protection.
However, Su Qingzhi's first stroke fell upon Song Chengyi.
