The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 94: The Love Story of the Embroidered Ball (4)

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: The Love Story of the Embroidered Ball (4)

Su Li disregarded Wen Rou’s insinuating words, cocking her head slightly with another smile and asked indifferently, "This lady, I’m sorry to say I have not heard of Miss Qing, do you have a close friendship with her?"

As soon as Su Li finished speaking, Wen Rou pouted, her eyes turning red as if she had been wronged, and Xuanyuan Jian also looked ready to go on the attack.

Wen Rou, "I’m not going to spar with you any longer, just so happens that the heroine of this matter has arrived. Then Miss Su, you tell us, someone has already gotten the embroidered ball, isn’t it time for your Su Family to honor your promise."

Su Zhao-shi couldn’t bear to see his daughter in difficulty and quickly interjected, "Since you all are set on this little beggar, then let’s let him pass this round. There will be several more to come...."

Wen Rou, "Are you slapping your own face? Why is it that when you see the chosen one is not to your liking, you change the rules?"

"If there are several more rounds to come and the final candidate is to be chosen from among them, then this person definitely has no competitive power at all."

Displeased, Su Zhao-shi glanced at Wen Rou but, wary of Xuanyuan Jian who was looming threateningly as if guarding a chick, he patiently explained, "This was the model I had in mind all along, it was only because I did not anticipate this contingency that the plan was not fully thought out."

Wen Rou was infuriated and directly accused the Su Family of being unjust, "Then your previous rules did not specify these points, so according to my understanding, whoever holds the embroidered ball, he is the son-in-law of the Su Family."

While speaking, Wen Rou pushed the little beggar toward Old Master Su, "Old Master Su, let me tell you, don’t look down on him. Just like you, he was born and raised by parents, no one is nobler than anyone else. Everyone here is the same, we are all equal."

"Furthermore, there is a saying that goes, ’do not despise the poor youth; princes and generals, would they have the seeds of greatness...?’" Wen Rou said this sentence out loud in indignation.

All present at the scene were greatly shocked; although at this time the customs of Zhao Country were extremely liberal, allowing many students to express their views on national affairs and achievements, after all, this still was a society governed by imperial power. Hearing such rebellious words, did they think their lives were too long?

Many with less courage, covering their ears, quietly moved backward, afraid of being caught by a weak point. Beauty might be valuable, but it could never outweigh one’s own life and property.

Wen Rou herself thought she had made an excellent point and proudly looked around at everyone in turn.

When Wen Rou spoke these words, Xuanyuan Jian’s eyes suddenly gleamed with two fiery sparks.

The woman in front of him was like an inexhaustible treasure, always exceptionally different from the rest.

Beautiful exteriors are commonplace, but interesting souls are one in a thousand. Moreover, this interesting soul was coupled with a not-too-shabby exterior.

Xuanyuan Jian felt as if he was ready to set his heart on Wen Rou.

Yet, this little girl always liked to find trouble for herself, truly a sweet burden.

Seeing the others sporting looks of disapproval, Xuanyuan Jian glared threateningly at them and then took several steps forward, calling Old Master Su aside, "May I have a word in private?"

Su Li looked on wordlessly at Wen Rou rolling her eyes in disdain while taking advantage of others’ inattentiveness.

She could almost smell the foul stench of the other’s soul.

Envy breeds ugliness, indeed a true saying.

"Miss...."

Compared with the concern of her two maids, Su Li already knew what Xuanyuan Jian would say to her father without thinking.

Nothing more than flaunting his Prince status to pressure others with his authority.

Sure enough, Su Zhao-shi’s face turned as pale as a ghost.

Prince Xuan Yuan glanced at Su Li with a hint of regret in his eyes.

Such a beauty going to waste, if it wasn’t for Wen Rou’s involvement, presenting her to his father the King would have been delightful.

Following behind Prince Xuan Yuan, Su Zhao-shi kept his head low, not daring to meet Su Li’s gaze; he didn’t know how he could face his own daughter.

It was all his fault.

No matter how much hatred Su Zhao-shi harbored inside, faced with the overwhelming authority, he too could only choose to submit, otherwise what awaited the Su Family was total ruin.

Prince Xuan Yuan lovingly patted Wen Rou’s head, prompting her to shake her head in dissatisfaction from side to side.

"Alright, the matter is resolved."

With her bright, watery eyes wide open, Wen Rou asked in surprise, "What did you tell Old Master Su? Did he agree to let this young man become his son-in-law?"

With a threatening gaze, Prince Xuan Yuan stared at Su Zhao-shi and said, "Of course, if you don’t believe it, ask him yourself."

Even though Wen Rou, shocked, pointed at the little beggar, then gestured toward Su Li, she asked, "Old Master Su, do you truly agree?"

Among the crowd, there were those with wisdom who could tell from Su Family Master’s pale face, yet his lack of objection unlike before, that there was more to the story.

The two noble figures, strangers from who knows where, had frightened Old Master Su so much that even his love for his daughter couldn’t overshadow his compliance.

Miss Su, such a beauty, truly had a tragic destiny; how had her good fortune turned so sour to encounter such a predicament.

While many thought so, not a single person dared to step forward, willing to intervene; everyone still remembered the lesson from Young Master Cao’s precedent.

Prince Xuan Yuan: "Old Master Su, do you agree or not?"

Su Zhao-shi’s lips trembled, unable to utter the word "agree."

As the silence dragged on, an icy chill conglomerated around Prince Xuan Yuan, causing those near him to unconsciously step back.

Su Li’s voice, clear as a spring, suddenly rang out, "Since the rules are such, there would be no reason to refuse compliance, and since this matter concerns me, I will be bold enough to answer for my father."

Su Li’s words struck like lightning, suddenly cleaving the air.

Everyone was caught off guard by this twist; Miss Su’s calm demeanor made it seem as if what she was agreeing to wasn’t a matter concerning her own future. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Su Zhao-shi was shocked, bursting out with a cry, "Ah Lee..."

Su Li offered Su Zhao-shi a reassuring smile, then turned and bowed slightly toward Prince Xuan Yuan, "Since I have answered this matter, I hope this gentleman will let it rest here."

Su Li’s eyes, serene as Qingyuan Wushan, focused intently on Prince Xuan Yuan, waiting for his word. She did not spare a single glance for Wen Rou, who seemed hesitant to speak; to her, Wen Rou was as inconsequential as a pebble on the roadside or a small blade of grass, not worth her attention.

It was clear from Su Li’s demeanor, and even the straightforward Wen Rou understood, which made her particularly infuriated. Worse yet, Su Li was sending flirtatious glances at Prince Xuan Yuan right in front of her.

In their gaze, a conversation seemed to be happening.

Prince Xuan Yuan’s eyes showed admiration, the undertone of regret even more pronounced.

To his surprise, Miss Su was a lady of exquisite character and heart; with just a few words, Prince Xuan Yuan knew she had guessed his identity.