Volume One, Chapter 19: He Was Actually the Son of That Supermale with the Dead-Fish Face!

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Liu Ruyan had finally been soothed.

She stretched out her slender jade fingers and stroked her pregnant belly with eager anticipation, hoping she would give birth to a son.

Little by little, her thoughts turned toward Su Wan'er:

Su Yi'an only acknowledged her as a younger sister. I absolutely cannot let some creature crawl out of that woman's belly and compete with my son for the position of heir!

After being disturbed for a while, Su Yi'an returned to her couch and fell back asleep, not waking until the afternoon.

Winter days grew dark early. By the time she finished dinner, night had already fallen.

Su Yi'an sighed helplessly.

Going to bed at dawn and rising at dusk every day makes life feel shorter.

So she tucked several thousand taels' worth of banknotes into her clothes. She planned to go early that evening to treat the Northern Pacification Prince, then head to Listening Snow Tower for some entertainment.

If she could not determine the length of her life, then she would broaden it instead and fill it with as much happiness as possible.

That night, after Su Yi'an finished examining the Northern Pacification Prince, Wu Er once again refused to let her leave.

“Doctor Ling, someone in the residence seems to have suffered a sudden stroke. Could you take a look?”

“Of course.”

Su Yi'an agreed without hesitation. After all, she had a fairly good impression of Wu Er.

He was polite and courteous to her, so naturally she was willing to do him the favor.

Su Yi'an followed Wu Er to the rear courtyard.

Entering a simple, unadorned compound, she saw an old white-bearded man lying helplessly on a bed. He had the severe, pedantic face of an old scholar.

With a single glance, Su Yi'an saw the truth.

Where was this a stroke? He had clearly been poisoned with Tendon-Softening Powder!

Her own independently developed and personally manufactured Tendon-Softening Powder!

At that moment, Su Yi'an felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

A father who was sick to the point of death and fierce as a tiger, an uncle who cared about him, a tutor who rapped his knuckles…

Heh. She was practically laughing at her own stupidity!

The little tiger's eyes and brows were exactly the same as the Northern Pacification Prince's, yet she had stubbornly chosen to be selectively blind.

He was the Northern Pacification Prince's son. Why on earth had she felt sorry for him?

And she had even wanted to take care of his food and drink for the rest of his life. What a ridiculous display of unrequited affection!

She would be better off worrying about herself and carefully planning how to become a wealthy, carefree single woman!

Wu Er saw the myriad emotions passing through her eyes and immediately grew nervous.

“Doctor Ling, this illness of his…”

Su Yi'an came back to herself.

“I knew what it was the moment I looked at him. His symptoms are the same as my mother-in-law's. I'm afraid he'll be confined to bed from now on. Other than eating, drinking, relieving himself, and sleeping, he won't be able to do anything.”

“I see…”

Wu Er's face filled with regret.

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They had gone to such trouble to invite a learned tutor for the young master, and now this had happened. What a pity…

Su Yi'an sighed inwardly.

Little fellow, this is all I can do for you. Pray that your next tutor is not someone who hits children.

Su Yi'an left the prince's residence and went straight to Listening Snow Tower.

The madam had an excellent memory. The moment she saw Su Yi'an, she came forward with a beaming smile.

“Oh my, young master, you've come!”

Su Yi'an loved this kind of smiling service. She pulled out a thousand-tael banknote.

“Set me up as usual.”

“Certainly, young master. Right this way!”

In the private room, a lamb hot pot was soon placed over the fire, while Xue Chonglou began to play the pipa.

The broth started to boil, but Su Yi'an had no appetite.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

That hypermasculine, dead-fish-faced man's son did not deserve her century-old rhinoceros horn. She had to get it back immediately.

Turning it into pills and making a fortune was the only sensible course of action!

In her eagerness to reclaim the rhinoceros horn, Su Yi'an rose and hurried out.

Xue Chonglou immediately stood up as well. His limpid eyes shimmered with concern.

“Guest, where are you going?”

Su Yi'an stopped and glanced back with a smile.

“I was missing you today, so I came especially to see you. I treated you to hot pot, so there's no need to thank me. I'll come visit again when I have time.”

Xue Chonglou gripped his pipa tightly, his mind filled with questions.

Has the princess noticed that my identity is unusual? That can't be. I haven't done anything yet…

Xue Chonglou was a capable secret agent secretly cultivated by the Empress Dowager of Northern Serenity.

He knew the princess, but the princess did not know him.

He had come to Southern Departure under the Empress Dowager's secret orders to investigate the Northern Serenity Protector Princess, who had failed to send back any message in three years. In effect, he served as a covert inspector.

The princess standing before him had lain low for three years and had now successfully married into the imperial family of Southern Departure.

Could it be that she feared someone here might recognize her, and had therefore deliberately ruined her own appearance?

Although the Northern Serenity Protector Princess was famous, her true appearance had been kept very well concealed. Even in Northern Serenity, few people knew what she looked like, much less in Southern Departure.

What exactly had happened to the princess during these three years?

Xue Chonglou could not make head or tail of it. His eyes grew solemn and unfathomable.

Su Yi'an went to the Zhen Family Cloth Workshop. She had not been waiting long when the little tiger came running over, bouncing with excitement and twisting every word into a dozen turns.

“Pre~tty~ si~ster~~~”

The little tiger threw himself toward her arms again.

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Seeing such an adorable little bundle, Su Yi'an felt the softest place in her heart touched once more.

But then she remembered that he was the Northern Pacification Prince's son. He truly did not need her sympathy at all, so she immediately put away her saintly compassion.

Dodging his embrace, she bent down, extended a hand, and pressed it against his little head to keep him at a distance.

“Little one, don't call me Sister. Call me Beautiful Lady.”

The little tiger looked up at her with puzzled, limpid eyes.

“Huh? Why the sudden change of title?”

Why? If you call me Sister, wouldn't that make that hypermasculine man my father?

Su Yi'an squatted down until they were eye to eye.

“Because I'm very beautiful, and I'm also an adult. So you should call me Beautiful Lady.”

The little tiger smiled sweetly, revealing two dimples.

“All right. From now on, I'll call you Beautiful Lady. Beautiful Lady, what delicious food are you making for me tonight?”

There would be no “from now on” with the Northern Pacification Prince's son.

Su Yi'an did not want to say another word to him and went straight to the point.

“Little one, didn't I give you a… buffalo horn a few days ago? I need it urgently now. Could you go home and bring it to me?”

“Mm! Come with me!”

The little tiger agreed without a second thought. He naturally took her hand and led her outside.

His little hand was warm and soft, but Su Yi'an felt as if she were holding a scorching hot potato. She had to sever ties with this little fellow immediately!

Otherwise, if that hypermasculine man discovered them one day, he would surely think she was trying to abduct his son. Wouldn't he kill her?

The two of them reached a spot two streets away from the Northern Pacification Prince's residence, where the little tiger suddenly stopped and looked up at her.

“Beautiful Lady, wait here. I'll go get the thing for you.”

Su Yi'an had originally intended to find somewhere to wait for him anyway, but she still asked why.

“Why won't you take me home?”

“My father has a bad temper. He doesn't like women. I'm afraid he'll hit you if he sees you.”

“Mm. How considerate of you. Go on, then.”

Su Yi'an watched the little fellow's long shadow stretch beneath the moonlight and gave a scornful smile.

He doesn't like women? Then how did you come into this world?

The Northern Pacification Prince and the Prince of Chu truly were brothers. They used the same tricks, both fond of building a public persona for themselves.

One claimed to have no interest in women; the other, to be pure and noble.

How nauseating…

Once Su Yi'an saw that enough distance had opened between them, she quickly followed after him.