"What changed? Did you grow another eye, or sprout another mouth?"
Su Qiao played dumb despite knowing perfectly well.
"My King, is it... is it because of that little bastard Li Ruo? Are you angry?"
Li Sang still refused to believe that she no longer had any feelings for him.
"Li Ruo? What does she have to do with this?"
Su Qiao looked completely innocent, as though she had no idea what he was talking about.
Li Sang dabbed at the corners of his reddened eyes with a handkerchief, lowered his head guiltily, and spoke with deep remorse:
"My King, this was my fault. I failed to investigate the matter thoroughly, and nearly harmed Aran. Now Ling'er has fallen for her and is determined to marry her, even if it kills her. I suppose this is my punishment."
Since he had laid everything bare, Su Qiao could no longer pretend not to understand.
"What punishment? It was only a minor matter. How did this become a punishment?"
"I think Li Ruo is quite good. It would be wonderful for Ling'er to marry her. The Li family is your maternal family, after all, and they will surely cherish Ling'er as they would their own son. This marriage is a match made in heaven—there couldn't be a better one."
Li Sang: "..."
At this point, even if he was angry, he could only swallow it.
After all, he was indeed the one in the wrong here.
For now, the most important thing was to find out why she had changed and win her back.
"Do you really think that was only a minor matter, My King?"
"Of course."
Su Qiao wore an arrogant expression.
"I was merely a little reckless in my youth. It was nothing serious. Back then, I even sneaked