A while later, Ruoruo raised her head, sadly asking, "What about Father?"
Fan Xian frowned as he responded. "I’ll still be here in the capital to look after him. You can leave here for at least two years, without worry."
"But… can we really call off the wedding just like that?" Fan Ruoruo was still a bit hesitant about Fan Xian’s proposal.
"Ku He’s power is reaches further than that odd emperor’s of the northern Qi Kingdom." Fan Xian balked, continuing, "even our own emperor would have great respect for Ku He’s wishes. And besides, you becoming a student is just an excuse to push back this marriage another two years. King Jing’s family is sure to understand."
Fan Ruoruo shook her head and said, "It cannot be that simple, surely."
