Chapter 213 - 213: Has Something Happened to Our Family?
“But didn’t Grandmaster not know that we secretly came to the imperial capital? If Mother sends a letter to Grandmaster from outside, Grandmaster will definitely chase after us immediately,” Su Qingqing said as she blinked her big eyes.
“Yes… It seems that I still have to take a look at the situation myself. Otherwise, your grandmaster will definitely cause a huge commotion when he comes to the imperial capital.” Su Qian said as she felt a bit worried.
Just as Su Qian was hesitating, Qiao Xin quickly walked in and bowed respectfully as she said, “Master, the Nangong family sent someone over to invite you and the children for dinner. They also mentioned that they have something important to tell you.”
“Is that so? Then let’s go.” As Su Qian spoke, she held the children in each hand and quickly left the house. She got into the carriage and headed to the Nangong family.
A moment later, as the sun set in the west, they were in the dining room of the Nangong family.
“Qian’er, you’ve been away for so many days, causing Grandmother to worry about your safety. I’m always concerned about you.” As Lady Zhou spoke, she quickly served some food for Su Qian and looked at her with concern. “Look at your little face, you’ve become thinner Did someone mistreat you?”
“Grandmother, 1 went to a sub-branch pavilion of the Blood Demon Pavilion to treat their sub-branch master. They treated me as a distinguished guest and treated me well.” Su Qian quickly comforted her.
“Are you talking about the sub-branch pavilion master of the Blood Demon Pavilion, Qi Yao? 1 met that child more than ten years ago. He’s a good child, but unfortunately, he was poisoned. It’s been more than ten years. 1 heard that he won’t be able to hold on anymore?” Nangong Lie asked.
“Great-grandfather, that sub-branch pavilion master was indeed on the verge of collapse, but our mother cured him. He has now recovered,” Su Ye said proudly.
“Is that so? That’s a great thing. Now that Qi Yao’s power has fallen, if he can take back the position of the Blood Demon Pavilion Master in the future, he will definitely remember our Qian’er’s life-saving grace. At that time, he might be able to help us a little.” Nangong Mufeng quickly shook his head and denied his own thoughts. “No, even if Qiyao can make a comeback, it will take some time. This distant water can’t put out a nearby fire.”
“Uncle, what do you mean? Has something happened to our family?” Su Qian asked in confusion.
“It’s not our family that’s in trouble. It’s the Su family, the Eldest Miss of the Su family.” Lady Wen let out a long sigh of relief, “Qian’er, you should have heard that the Eldest Miss of the Su Family was accepted as the last disciple of the Tianji Sect’s Sect Master, right?”
“Yes, I’ve heard a little about it.” Su Qian nodded indifferently.
“I don’t know what Su Yunxian is thinking. After Ancestor Su passed away, she actually borrowed money from the sect to hold a grand funeral for Ancestor Su. This earned her praise and compliments from the people in the imperial capital. But at the same time, they took the opportunity to belittle you.” Nangong Lie exhaled a breath from his nostrils and said angrily, “Whenever this matter is mentioned, I get angry. Damn it, my Qian’er has already broken off relations with the Su Family. What does it have to do with my Qian’er after Ancestor Su passed away?”
“Su Yunxian has always liked to step on me to make a fuss. Great-grandfather, you don’t have to be angry because of her. Otherwise, it would be unworthy if you get angry and damage your health.” As she spoke, Su Qian served some food to Nangong Lie. “Besides, Su Yunxian will at most spread rumors in the imperial capital. 1 don’t mind.”
“If these words were only said in the imperial capital, then forget it. The key is that this time, the people of the various large sects have given face to the Sect Master of the Tianji Sect and planned to go to Ancestor Su’s funeral tomorrow to pay their respects. After tomorrow, the continent will definitely be filled with rumors about you,” Nangong Mufeng said worriedly..