Su Xuerong was stunned.
She never expected that the person Ling Qingxue was willing to take the risk for was actually a member of the Ge family.
Is Ge Cong'an, the second son of the Ge family, the elder brother or the younger brother of Ge Huai'an?
"I've heard Mr. Ling mention Ge Huai'an before. May I ask who you are...?"
“Huai’an is my third brother!” Xiao Yuan smiled without changing his expression.
She would go to Hangzhou sooner or later, so he could only pretend to be Ge Huai'an's elder brother, who had been traveling the world for many years and cultivating immortality.
Su Xuerong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "It really is an old friend of Mr. Ling..."
As long as they're not from the Xiao family, it's fine.
Seeing that she seemed to have lowered her guard, Xiao Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared at her, saying, "May I ask, my lady, who was the master who taught Ling Qingxue the Illusionary Tea Pouring Technique?"
Su Xuerong hesitated for a moment, then casually made up a lie: "When I was young, I met a Taoist priest with a sage-like appearance at home, and he taught me."
Xiao Yuan responded with an "Oh," and said, "If there is an opportunity in the future, I would like to ask my wife for guidance on this skill. I wonder if my wife would be willing to teach me?"
Su Xuerong thought for a moment and said, "If Mr. Ling can return safely from the North in the future, wouldn't it be more convenient for him to teach you?"
Xiao Yuan's gaze towards her gradually turned cold: "Are you blaming me for sending him on an adventure to the North?"
I never expected that after only a few days together, Ling Qingxue would hold such a different place in her heart.
Su Xuerong, seemingly unsure whether to agree or disagree, gave him a smile that appeared to be sarcastic: "Whether it's risky or not, you'll have to ask yourself, sir."
Xiao Yuan's eyes darkened as he stared intently at the beautiful woman before him. After a long while, he chuckled softly, "It seems that my wife and Mr. Ling have quite a close relationship?"
"I just don't want Mr. Ling to be used by others!" Su Xuerong said coldly. "If there's nothing else, sir, I'll take my leave."
After saying that, he got up and left.
She didn't come here today to have tea with this person; she wanted to ask Mingshu something very important.
Xiao Yuan watched her walk out of the room silently, his brows furrowing deeply.
Ming Shu was downstairs entertaining Xiu Chun and Han Changrong, pondering what excuse to use to stall for time, when he unexpectedly heard footsteps coming downstairs. Turning around, he saw Su Xuerong slowly walking down, lifting her skirt.
In less than fifteen minutes, the master finished saying what he wanted to say.
But seeing Su Niangzi's expression, Ming Shu dared not think any further.
It probably didn't work!
Su Xuerong walked over with a cold face and said to Ming Shu, "Lord Ming, I would like to have a few words with you alone?"
Just then, the sound of car wheels came from the second floor above.
Xiao Yuan had already pushed the wheelchair into the corridor and was looking down at the ground below.
Seeing the cold look on his face, Ming Shu couldn't help but swallow hard: "Wife, please speak."
Su Xuerong looked up at Xiao Yuan, frowned, and said, "I only want to say this to you alone!"
Akira: "..."
No, I don't want to!
"Does it mean I need his permission to speak with you alone?" Su Xuerong sneered.
Ming Shu's cheeks twitched violently. He glanced at his master and then at the young woman in front of him, unsure of what to say.
Xiao Yuan suddenly laughed: "Ming Shu, didn't you understand what your wife said? Why aren't you going?"
Ming Shu steeled himself and led Su Xuerong to the garden not far away, asking nervously, "My lady, what do you want to ask me?"
Su Xuerong stared at him for a long time before asking, "Who exactly saved me in the cave below Jinshan Temple that day?"
Ming Shu couldn't help but look towards Xiao Yuan, who was staring at him from afar, and swallowed hard: "Isn't it me?"
His master is really awkward!
He was the one who saved the young lady, yet he wouldn't let me tell her!
Why are they staring at me like that now?
Su Xuerong laughed: "Alright, what did you whisper in my ear when you saved me?"
Ming Shu was stunned. He looked into the distance again, then asked cautiously, "What did you hear?"
Su Xuerong's face immediately turned angry: "Ming Shu, who exactly saved me?"
Ming Shu rolled his eyes inwardly.
You're completely blind!
He could only gesture forward with his mouth: "Look! It's far away, yet right before my eyes!"
Su Xuerong's mind went blank for a moment, and her face instantly turned blood red.
She was only thinking that Ge Cong'an had deliberately sent Ling Qingxue to the northern lands for adventure, but she overlooked this matter.
Ming Shu called Ge Cong'an his master, so Ge Cong'an must have been involved in this arrest operation in which he cooperated with the Zhenjiang prefect.
“Then his leg…” She was a little afraid to look back, but she could feel the burning gaze coming from behind her.
Ming Shu said irritably, "Lady Su, that was the result of being ambushed while trying to save you."
Su Xuerong's face immediately turned deathly pale. Ignoring her earlier rudeness, she hurriedly turned around and rushed to the second floor.
Xiao Yuan had just seen Su Xuerong whispering with Ming Shu over there when he suddenly saw her run back with her face flushed.
Because she ran so fast, her light green skirt rode up high, revealing the hem of her underwear and a glimpse of her snow-white ankles, making onlookers envious...
Su Xuerong had already arrived at the bottom of the second floor. Looking at Xiao Yuan, who was expressionless, she gently bit her lip, lifted her skirt, and ran up.
Xiao Yuan froze, then saw the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and nose up close, and said in surprise, "My wife, you..."
He suddenly remembered something: he had forgotten to ask Akira to lie and conceal his true identity.
Could it be that Ming Shu just told her that he was Xiao Shiyan's royal uncle?
Su Xuerong suddenly took a few steps closer to him.
Xiao Yuan caught a faint, pleasant fragrance. Seeing her standing before him, he suddenly felt flustered: "You..."
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