Song Qingshu turned around and saw an elegant old man walking in from outside with a genial smile. Though much of his hair and beard had turned white, one could still tell how dashing and refined he must have been in his youth.
No wonder he could father such a beautiful daughter, Song Qingshu thought to himself. The Li family truly had excellent bloodlines. Li Qiushui, Li Qingluo, and Wang Yuyan—three generations of peerless beauties. Li Canghai and Xiaolongnü were even more ethereally lovely. Now even their male cousin was so strikingly handsome. He truly wondered what sort of extraordinary figures their ancestors had been.
"Father~" Li Wan's eyes lit up at once, and a trace more warmth than usual appeared on her face.
The elegant old man nodded, then turned his gaze toward Song Qingshu.
"This Song greets Official Li." Though they had never met before, it did not prevent Song Qingshu from guessing his identity. This elegant old man was naturally Li Shouchong, the current Grand Administrator of the Imperial Academy.
"Young Master Song, you are too courteous. Please, sit, sit~" Li Shouchong led Song Qingshu back to his seat. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he could not help asking, "May I ask what brings you to my humble residence today?"
The events at the palace last night had caused such a tremendous uproar. Li Shouchong had been there himself and had witnessed the man's miracle firsthand, leaving him utterly shaken. Now that the other man had come to visit him in person, how could he not be curious?
"Young Master Song came here this time because..." Li Wan suddenly spoke from the side, her soft voice explaining things on Song Qingshu's behalf.
Li Shouchong was greatly astonished. Ever since his daughter had been widowed, she had