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Chapter 123 The Intriguing Imperial Decree

"...These are all gifts from His Highness the Crown Prince on behalf of the Ninth Princess to Miss Qin. Miss Qin, please don't be shy."

When Eunuch He announced the Crown Prince's decree, while the others were still caught up in envy and jealousy of Qin Su, Qin Rusong, a seasoned veteran of the officialdom, was the first to realize that something was amiss.

The words "virtuous and prudent" and "gentle and virtuous" seem harmless at first glance, but when they come from the mouth of the Crown Prince, who is known for his aversion to women, they inevitably lead to speculation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the gentle and beautiful girl beside him, who remained calm and composed even under the gaze of everyone.

Looking at her now, she actually has a somewhat humble and unperturbed demeanor, which is quite different from the timid and cowardly image of the girl he remembered.

Qin Rusong couldn't help but ask himself: Could it be that I've been misjudging people all along?
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Qin Su could naturally sense the complex gazes, a mixture of curiosity, astonishment, and jealousy, that emanated from the moment the old eunuch finished announcing the decree and everyone stood up.

She lowered her head slightly, feigning fear and unease: "This humble woman dares not accept such praise, thank you Your Highness."

Eunuch He quickly reassured her, "Miss Qin is too modest. You have already done very well."

After he finished speaking, he waited for Qin Su to say something more, so that when the Crown Prince asked about it after they returned to the palace, he could bring it up to win favor.

But Qin Su pretended not to understand, lowering her head and looking shy. In the end, her scumbag father came to her rescue, and she quietly stood aside.

This appearance is not much different from her timid and shy nature before.
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Eunuch He had to return to the palace to report, and although Qin Rusong tried his best to keep him, he could not.

As soon as the old eunuch and the palace servants who had brought the gifts left, Qin Wanrou, who had been suppressing her emotions for so long, could no longer hold back:

"Tell me the truth, is it because you were bullied terribly by the Ninth Princess in the palace, and His Highness the Crown Prince felt sorry for you, so he gave you a reward?"

As she spoke, she stared intently at Qin Su, trying to get the answer she wanted from the girl.

Others seemed to be casting their gazes over as well, but Qin Rusong didn't stop them. He was also curious about how his third daughter would respond.

Qin Su felt she had no obligation to satisfy other people's curiosity, and her words nearly drove Qin Wanrou crazy: "If you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do."

"you……"

Just as Qin Wanrou was about to lash out at Qin Su, another unexpected event occurred—

The servant who had been with Murong Jing these past few days rushed in, his face bearing injuries, and told Qin Su:
“My young master has something to attend to today and cannot come. I have sent me to explain to Miss Sangsang.”

If it weren't for the obvious injuries on the servant's face, Qin Rusong wouldn't have been able to resist asking, "What happened?"

Blame him for being overly sensitive these days.

When asked, the servant's face fell: "He was fine on the way here, but the young master's carriage suddenly overturned..."

"what?"

The speaker was none other than Qin Rusong: "How could you be so careless?"

The servant shook his head, looking utterly miserable: "I don't know. Everything was fine at first, but then the car suddenly overturned. Young Master was inside and got injured..."

Upon hearing this, a murmur arose from the crowd. Qin Wanrou, who was quicker, even went over and grabbed the servant, asking, "How is he?" "Is he injured? Is it serious?"

As for Prime Minister Qin Rusong, he thought even more deeply and extensively about this.

He subconsciously glanced at his third daughter beside him.

Why is it happening again?

The gifts from the Crown Prince's palace had barely arrived when Murong Jing was injured.

Zhang had mentioned several times that there were always obstacles in arranging a marriage for Sanya.

If we add to that the Crown Prince's repeated and exceptional bestowals...

Could it be that he really misjudged his third daughter, who had been so ordinary and unremarkable since childhood?
[Host, Old Deng is watching you from the side, and the look on his face is as if you are something.]

Upon receiving the system's notification, Qin Su pretended to notice it suddenly and asked innocently, "Father, what's wrong?"

Qin Rusong immediately put on a loving father's face: "Sangsang, stay here, Daddy has something to say to you."

Just as Qin Su was about to agree, she was bumped, interrupting her: "What does Father want to say to Third Sister? I want to hear too!"

Qin Wanrou tried to charm Prime Minister Qin, determined not to make things difficult for Qin Su. However, her usually indulgent father turned cold this time, directly refusing her: "Nonsense, go back!"

Qin Wanrou was taken aback, her voice sounding somewhat aggrieved: "Father..."

"Rou'er, be good." Qin Rusong's tone was gentle but firm.

Seeing her father's resolute attitude, she was angry but had no choice but to compromise. Not daring to glare at Qin Rusong, she could only vent her anger on Qin Su, giving Qin Su a fierce glare. As she passed by, she even tried to bump into her with her shoulder, just like before.

But the girl "accidentally" dodged it; the toe of her shoe simply changed direction, and with a "thud," she fell to the ground, face-first into the dirt, utterly humiliating.

"Little sister, be careful."

Qin Su feigned surprise and tried to show concern, but almost made the girl cry. In the end, Qin Rusong ordered the maid to help her walk.

"Third sister, the young master is injured. Aren't you going to see him?"

Qin Qionghua's simple words silenced all other sounds in the hall.

She looked at Qin Su, waiting for her to act as usual, losing her composure and only thinking about Murong Jing whenever he was involved.

Even if it offends her father, she will definitely go to see him with tears in her eyes.

To everyone's surprise, Qin Su's eyes reddened, but what she was looking at was—

"Father, should I go?"

That's right, she asked "should it be" instead of "can it be", which directly avoided Qin Qionghua's moral blackmail and handed the decision-making power to her scumbag father.

Qin Rusong was also taken aback; he had been prepared to stop Qin Su.

If this question had been asked before the arrival of the Crown Prince's men, he would definitely have sent his third daughter, but now...

He really wanted to know what Qin Su's relationship with the Crown Prince was, so he directly rejected Qin Qionghua on her behalf:

"Qiong'er, what are you saying? How can your third sister, an unmarried young lady, casually visit men outside the home?"

Qin Qionghua was unconvinced and wanted to say that if he was an "outsider," then what about his frequent visits to Qin Su's courtyard these past few days?
However, before she could speak, her father interrupted her, saying, "Alright, you can go back now."

Qin Su slightly curved the corners of her lips: "Take care, Second Sister."

Qin Qionghua's neatly manicured nails dug firmly into her flesh, yet her face maintained a serene and composed demeanor.
"I was just making a suggestion. Since Third Sister is unwilling, then let's forget about it."
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"Besides these, what else did she say?"

What else was said...?

Grandpa He remained silent.

After a long pause, he finally mustered the courage to speak: "Your Highness, Miss Qin did not say anything."

As his words fell, the vast hall became eerily quiet.

After a long while, so long that even the knees of the kneeling Eunuch He began to ache, a deep, emotionless male voice finally rang out from above: "Go down."

He instantly felt as if he had been granted a pardon: "Yes!"

Chu Junyan lowered his eyelashes, but the image of the girl's gentle and obedient smile appeared before his eyes: "Even if I go home, you must eat well..."

His slender, white fingers tapped lightly on the table with a slight bend, as if carrying immense force.

"go home……"

He repeated those two words softly, a sharp light flashing in his dark eyes.

But what can I do? Seeing you doing so well makes me a little unhappy.

Yay! The last day of August has come to a perfect end! Thank you everyone for spending this month with me!

This is probably the most serious and dedicated book I've ever written. I'll list the materials I've read when I finish it.

Finally, I'd like to ask my sisters for some votes! Let's embrace autumn together! Love you all~