Hearing this, the young Emperor couldnāt help but glance at Ji Youzhi. "You seem to have a high opinion of this young girl!"
Ji Youzhi nodded without hesitation.
"Of course. There arenāt many fourteen-year-old girls, or even boys for that matter, who would think of separating from their clan to establish their own household. Even fewer can seize the opportune moment to turn the situation in their favor," Ji Youzhi said quietly.
He shook his head regretfully and sighed, "Itās a pity. This young girl is destined for a short life."
Once he had spoken, he felt the young Emperorās icy glare.
Ji Youzhi quickly shut his mouth.
He couldnāt understand what heād just said that had incurred His Majestyās displeasure.
While the hushed conversation between Ji Youzhi and his companions didnāt reach othersā ears, Xiaosuisui heard it clearly.
She took a few steps back to the center of the courtyard. Seeing her Emperor Godfather and two uncles sitting together on the roof, their heads close as they spoke, she giggled and called out, "Emperor Godfather! Seventh Uncle, Eighth Uncle!"
Gathering her Qi, she flew onto the roof, landing directly in front of the young Emperor.
This frightened Yun Duo and Yunxiang terribly, and they cried out, "Princess!"
Then they saw the young Emperor on the roof swiftly catch Xiaosuisui and pull her into his embrace.
Ji Youze gestured for them to remain silent. The two women then bowed respectfully and stood aside, awaiting instructions.
"Can you try to change this Feifei habit of yours? You gave your Emperor Godfather quite a scare, you know?"
Xiaosuisui pouted, an expression the young Emperor could discern even through her veil.
"Whatās wrong? Suisui, you seem a little unhappy."
The young Emperor reached out and gently pinched her small nose through the veil.
Xiaosuisui brushed his hand away with her little hand and said sullenly, "That pretty sister said many things to her daddy just now. Thereās a lot Suisui doesnāt understand!"
The young Emperorās interest was piqued. He was about to ask what she didnāt understand.
Perhaps he could clear up her confusion.
But before he could speak, he heard Xie PanāEr in the room continuing to question Xie Wulang.
"Father! Tell me, in your heart, is there any place for my siblings, our mother, and me?
Have you ever thought about my older brother? Heās known outside as the Second Young Master of the Xie Family, but what is he really?
What is he doing at Luming Academy?
Heās acting as Third Brotherās attendant, treated worse than even his pageboy. Are you unaware of these things?
Or do you know but simply choose to ignore it?"
Xie PanāErās older brother, Xie Si, is the eldest son of the Xie Familyās fifth branch, yet he isnāt even granted a proper generational rankāall thanks to the main branch of the Xie Family.
Hearing his daughter mention their son, Xie Wulangās breathing grew noticeably heavier.
Yet, he still said nothing. Instead, he turned his wheelchair and began to head outside.
"My wine! Whereās my wine? I want to drink."
Seeing her father act this way, Xie PanāEr felt her composure crumble.
"Father! Just because your legs are broken, does that mean your spirit is broken along with them?
I havenāt been home for years, and I always thought you might have changed. I never expected that not only have you not changed, youāve actually gotten worse!
Demanding wine in broad daylight?"
Xie Wulangās wheelchair noticeably paused for a moment, but ultimately, it didnāt stop completely. Nor did he offer any explanation to his daughter.
"Youāre not allowed to leave!"
Xie PanāEr stepped forward and grabbed Xie Wulangās wheelchair, questioning him loudly, "Looking like this, do you even deserve to be called a husband or a father?"