Thinking of this, Xiahou Zhenshan felt a sudden sense of unease.
His eyes flickered with uncertainty as he tentatively spoke, "Mother, you... you mentioned before that there was something Ye Xuan needed in the Scripture Pavilion. Were you referring to that piece of animal hide?"
In the Scripture Pavilion, Xiahou Zhenshan could enter four times a year, while the ancestor could come and go freely due to a special status.
After all, Qin Lan had no connection to the Xiahou Family, and expecting her to protect the Xiahou Family unconditionally based merely on the grandfather's relations was clearly unrealistic.
Thus, in the Xiahou Family, no one understood the Scripture Pavilion better than Qin Lan. Saying she was intimately familiar with it was not an exaggeration.
How then could that piece of animal hide escape Qin Lan's eyes?
After Xiahou Zhenshan spoke, a long silence ensued.
In the room, Qin Lan finally responded with a soft voice, "That's right."
That's right!
