Yun Shangfu stopped in front of a large tree with Nan Lingqin, pointed at it and looked at Nan Lingqin, "Destroy it with your strength."
"What does Grandpa mean by this?"
Nan Lingqin stared at the huge tree that required five people to encircle, and she really couldn't understand it.
Yun Shangfu patted his forehead, looking completely at ease, and said, "If you can't do it, then let him do it." He pointed at Yuwen Yao with one finger.
Yuwen Yao stepped forward, looked at the tree, and frowned slightly.
"This is no ordinary tree."
Behind her, Xue Ningshuang stepped forward and looked at the tree in front of her with a solemn and heavy expression. "This is the great tree of Beirong. It has sheltered the soldiers of Beirong from the wind and rain and witnessed the prosperity of Beirong time and time again. It is at least several hundred years old and has received the golden words of our ancestors. All who see it must stop and look at it with respect for a moment."
Xue Ningshuang revealed the truth, and Nan Lingqin's starry eyes turned cold.
Her maternal grandfather wanted Yuwen Yao to destroy the tree as a way of showing that he would not let her down.
But once he destroys the tree, his grandfather will surely spread the word to the world. At that time, Yuwen Yao, the once wise and capable emperor of Beirong, will be despised and slandered by the people of Beirong.
Public opinion is always on their minds; even if Danling wanted to silence them, how could he possibly accept the truth?
For Yuwen Yao, this was nothing short of a fatal blow.
Nan Lingqin took a small step back, held Yuwen Yao's hand tightly, and looked at Yun Shangfu, "Grandpa, this tree must not be destroyed."
"I didn't ask you to destroy it, let him do it."
"It is precisely because of him that he cannot be destroyed."
Nan Lingqin took a step back, her expression resolute, her voice solemn, "Grandfather, even if I don't return to the Yun Clan and can't find a way to cure the child in my womb, I will never let him fall into the trap of gossip. The Bei Rong royal family has been criticized for many years and has also harmed our Yun Clan... They have done many vicious things that are too numerous to count. However, Yuwen Yao is Yuwen Yao, and he is ultimately a member of the Bei Rong royal family. I cannot let him betray us."
Nan Lingqin spoke each word clearly, looking at Yun Shangfu with a determined expression.
Yun Shangfu was furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide with anger. "Girl, you've been completely fooled by him. Back then, how did his father deceive your mother?"
“He is Yuwen Yao, not anyone else. All I know is that he is the man I love. In this life, I only wish to hold his hand and grow old with him. He gave up the Northern Rong kingdom, abandoned imperial power and prosperity, and returned to a simple life with me in the countryside. Is that not enough?”
"No!" Yun Shangfu's expression betrayed his agitation, his aged yet remarkably smooth hands clenching tightly. "Your mother, she is the only daughter of your grandmother and me—"
Nan Lingqin fell silent, only gripping Yuwen Yao's hand tighter and tighter.
"Young Master Yuwen."
Xue Ningshuang looked at him from the side and said, "Do you really intend to disregard Bei Rong just to please a woman? You were once the Emperor of Bei Rong."
Xue Ningshuang looked at Yuwen Yao, afraid that he would really do something he would regret. She was against the Xue family, not against Bei Rong.
"Shut up, you have no right to speak here."
Nan Lingqin waved her hand, and Xue Ningshuang flew away like a kite. However, it was obvious that Nan Lingqin did not use much force and did not hurt her in the slightest.
"Grandpa."
Nan Lingqin then looked at Yun Shangfu and knelt down heavily with a thud.
"Qin'er..."
Yuwen Yao immediately helped Nan Lingqin up, saying, "As your husband who is supposed to protect you from the wind and rain, how can I let you suffer here?"
Yuwen Yao sighed helplessly, helped Nan Lingqin up, and then stepped forward to bow to Yun Shangfu with utmost respect, saying, "Grandfather."
Yun Shangfu immediately frowned and said coldly, "Who gave you permission to call me that?"
Instead, Yuwen Yao lowered his stance even further, remaining calm and composed, his sincerity evident in his words, "You are Qin'er's maternal grandfather, so you are my maternal grandfather too."
"Hmph, you want me to be your grandfather? Fine, cut down the tree."
Yun Shangfu lost his temper, and then sat down right where there was none.
This posture is truly...
"Old man Yun, are you out of your mind? How can you make things so difficult for my husband?" Nan Lingqin finally couldn't hold back anymore. She rolled up her sleeves and sat down next to Yun Shangfu. "I'm already carrying his child. You can decide what to do."
"It's alright, it's just a child, the Cloud Clan can afford to raise him."
Yun Shangfu was truly unyielding to both soft and hard approaches, which infuriated Nan Lingqin, who reprimanded him, "You are truly perceptive."
"The Cloud Clan's space is vast and open, little girl, you don't understand."
"you……"
"Qin'er, don't be angry."
Yuwen Yao stepped forward and patted Nan Lingqin's back.
Since becoming pregnant, Nan Lingqin has mostly been in a very good mood, but she can occasionally throw a tantrum. Naturally, he couldn't let her feel uncomfortable, so he looked up at the big tree that represented Bei Rong's growth and sighed.
"Yuwenzi, I think you're dragging your feet because you don't want to take action. In your heart, you're probably still thinking about something, aren't you? Perhaps you're planning to go to the Yun Clan to investigate and pave the way for your future success..."
Yun Shangfu's words were merciless, and Nan Lingqin found them grating. She tugged at Yun Shangfu's sleeve and said, "Old man Yun, are you belittling my intelligence?"
“I’m your grandfather, be serious.”
Yun Shangfu shook off Nan Lingqin's hand, his face serious and extremely solemn.
Nan Lingqin looked at him, her lips twitching, and tilted her head. "Anyway, I won't let him cut down the tree. You decide what to do."
"Qin'er, Grandpa, please calm down. Even if you don't know what this tree represents, it's so innocent, we can't just do whatever we want with it."
Yuwen Yao's tone and demeanor were unusually humble.
Nan Lingqin noticed that Yuwen Yao was acting strangely; this wasn't like him at all. He was indeed being too slow lately.
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