Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Xue Fanxin’s cry of alarm made Xue Batian dissatisfied, anxious, and worried. He was afraid that she would offend the Ninth Imperial Uncle and cause some fatal disaster. Just as he was about to reprimand her, he noticed that Ninth Imperial Uncle did not seem to be angry. Looking at Xue Fanxin again, it seemed like these two people knew each other.
“Little Xin’er, do you know the Ninth Imperial Uncle?”
“Well…” Xue Fanxin was momentarily at a loss for an answer. After thinking about it, she fabricated a story that had some truth to it. “Grandpa, wasn’t I pushed off a cliff by Li Yaoyao a few days ago? It was the Ninth Imperial Uncle who saved me. At that time, I didn’t know that he was the current Ninth Imperial Uncle, so…”
“What?” This time, it was Xue Batian who was shocked. “Little Xin’er, you mean to say that the Ninth Imperial Uncle is your savior?”
“Grandpa, actually…”
Actually, Ye Jiushang had not saved her life. At most, he had helped her a little.
Xue Batian did not give Xue Fanxin a chance to explain the situation. He was already thanking Ye Jiushang profusely. “Ninth Imperial Uncle, I didn’t expect you to be the savior of Little Xin’er. I’m really grateful to you. Little Xin’er is my life. If anything happens to her, I don’t know how I would live!”
“You’re too kind, Duke. This is just fate between me and Miss Xue,” Ye Jiushang replied indifferently. Obviously, he was happy to be this ‘savior’ and accepted this identity readily. Then, he raised his head and looked at the stiff-faced Xue Fanxin before smiling mysteriously at her.
To Xue Fanxin, that mysterious smile was like a terrifying fox plotting against her.
Why had she said that this guy was her savior?
This trap… was simply digging her own grave. In the future, in front of outsiders, she would have to treat this guy as her ‘savior’ and act like she was grateful to him. Wasn’t she clearly looking for trouble for herself?
Stupid. She was really stupid. Why had she dug such a pit for herself?
Ye Jiushang admitted that he was Xue Fanxin’s life savior. Regardless of whether Xue Fanxin admitted it or not, she was like a fish on the chopping board. There was no way to change it.
“Ninth Imperial Uncle, you suddenly spoke to the Emperor and helped my Xue family army ask for rations. Is it because of… Little Xin’er?” Xue Batian made a bold guess.
Although he had always doted on his granddaughter, he knew very well what his precious granddaughter was like.
The rumors outside were true to some extent. His granddaughter was indeed foolish and stupid at times. Sigh…
Hence, he did not think that people outside would like his precious granddaughter. Even the people in the residence did not like her, let alone outsiders.
While Xue Batian did not hold much hope, Ye Jiushang said leisurely, “That’s right. The reason why I helped the Duke’s estate is because of Xue Fanxin.”
“Ah?” Xue Batian was shocked. He stared at Ye Jiushang with wide eyes, then looked at Xue Fanxin. He felt that something was off with the two of them.
At this moment, one of the two was drinking tea elegantly, while the other was wolfing down food. It appeared like nothing was wrong, but that was what was wrong.
Rumor had it that the Ninth Imperial Uncle had a strange temperament, was moody, and had an extreme obsession with cleanliness. He hated it when people acted presumptuously in front of him. Even the current Emperor had to behave himself in front of him.
However, the Ninth Imperial Uncle allowed Little Xin’er to eat in a careless manner in front of him… There was something wrong.. There was definitely something wrong.