Ye Xinyan resolutely shook her head, "I daren't, I'm afraid that once I go back, I'll be recognized and cause trouble for my mother and maternal grandfather's family. I'm also afraid that my grandfather and father won't be able to coexist, and I may even lose my life; or I dread being confined or sent to the ancestral temple. I don't want to go back."
Zhao Gang listened in silence for a moment, empathizing with the child's plight, indeed pitiable for truly having no home to return to. Yet, as the granddaughter of Duke An and the legitimate granddaughter of the Marquis, she can't always drift about, with no chance to see her relatives.
He pondered deeply, then asked, "What if Duke An is willing to accept you, with no confinement or sending you to the ancestral temple?"
"Would he?" Ye Xinyan expressed doubt regarding Zhao Gang's wishful thinking. How could that be possible? Unless the old man's brain has gone bad.
