Won't Uncle get angry? The Heir of Prince Su looked towards Rong Ling, but saw Rong Ling merely raise an eyebrow at Feng Qing with not a hint of anger. This was truly strange.
"Yu'er has been thoughtful, thank your father on my behalf later."
Rong Ling said lightly. Rong Yu withdrew his thoughts and bowed respectfully, saying, "Father has always been concerned about Little Uncle's health. If Little Uncle recovers, you are welcome to visit Shengzhou anytime."
"Hmm, I am currently unwell, so I won't keep you. Let's gather another time."
The Heir of Prince Su and the Prince An's Heir acknowledged, bowed, and took their leave, turning to glance back at the room as they exited.
Inside the room, that ugly and skinny woman was opening the exquisite box with interest, looking at the Dragon Marrow Jade inside, while their uncle, the man who had always been cold and disliked others touching his things, seemed nonchalant. Was this really their uncle?
