"Your young master has this illness for eight or nine years already, I suppose?" Chu Yang grunted.
"Yes, yes… we realized that something was wrong with him four years ago. It was only after he went to see the doctor did we know that he had this illness for a long time already…" the elder with white beard replied.
"He's about 20 years old this year?" Chu Yang grunted, "That means, ever since that…" As he spoke till here, he suddenly turned his head around, "Le'er, you can't listen to this, and you also can't understand. Go back to your room to rest."
Chu Le'er was listening amusingly then. Hearing Chu Yang's words, she stood up angrily and walked up. As she walked, she muttered, "Aren't you saying that he's sterile… Humph, you thought that I don't understand? …"
Huang Xialiu was so frustrated that tears almost came out of his eyes, "Little girl, you… you… you're aggravating me. I'm a Great Genteel Prince…"
