Chapter 547: Qianqian’s Mother Might Still Be Alive
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Qian never expected her son to ask such a question. Xiao Yan’s face couldn’t help but appear in her mind. She thought of how that man was willing to fall from the sky to protect her.
“I don’t like him,” Su Qian said without hesitation. Then, she let go of the two little buns and raised her hand to pinch their pink cheeks as she said, “Are you relieved now?”
“Then let’s make a deal. Mother can’t stop liking brother and Qingqing just because you like other men.” Su Qingqing obediently snuggled into Su Qian’s arms and said in a soft and cute tone, “Brother and Qingqing must always be the first in Mother’s heart.”
“Alright, I promise you.” Su Qian agreed with a smile. She was very sure that the children would always be the first in her heart. No one could replace the children’s position in her heart.
After hearing this, the two little buns looked at each other and smiled. There was a hint of pride hidden in their eyes.
They knew that they were the sweethearts in their Mother’s heart. Ninth Uncle couldn’t compete with them for their Mother!
On Xiao Yan’s side, he just returned to the Imperial Residence and couldn’t help sneezing a few times.
Dong Yan looked at Xiao Yan in confusion and asked, “Your Highness, did you catch a cold? Do you want Young Master Mo Chen to come over and take a look?”
Xiao Yan waved his hand, “No need, I think someone is talking bad about me.”
Ignoring Dongyan’s doubts, Xiao Yan asked coldly, “Have you found out what Qianqian did last night?”
“Reporting to Your Highness, last night, Miss Su, Eldest Miss from the Dongfang family, Dongfang Ruyan, and her husband Shen Duoyi, went to the Su family cemetery and dug up the grave of Miss Su’s mother, Nangong Qingxue.” Dong Yan spoke in a business-like manner and continued slowly, “Furthermore, according to the results of our investigation, there is no body in Nangong Qingxue’s coffin. In other words, no one knows where Nangong Qingxue is now.”
“In that case, Qianqian’s mother might still be alive,” Xiao Yan said thoughtfully.
“Yes, it can be said so.” Dong Yan paused for a moment and continued, “I know that Your Highness is concerned about this matter, so I’ve specially sent my men to investigate. However, so far, we still don’t know where Nangong Qingxue is. We can’t be sure if she’s really alive or if someone simply stole her body.”
“Continue to investigate. If you find any clues, report to me immediately.” Xiao Yan’s expression was indifferent as he waved his hand after his words sounded. “You may leave.”
“Yes.” Dong Yan nodded and then quickly retreated.
Time flew by. Two days later, the convoy departed from the Imperial Palace and headed for the Haotian Temple in the southern suburbs of the imperial capital.
There were a total of five days of praying every year. All the relatives of the Imperial Family and the noble ministers had to attend, so the carriages along the way were extravagant.
In comparison, the carriage of the Ninth Prince’s Residence was much more low-key.
The pitch-black carriage moved forward along the official road. The people in the carriage were silent.
The small carriage was filled with people. Su Qian sat in the main seat while the children sat obediently on either side of her. Xiao Yan and Ye Liuguang sat on both sides of the carriage.
The two men looked at each other with disdain and dissatisfaction in their eyes. It was as if they couldn’t wait to lift the curtain and throw each other out..