Yan Xiurong could not help feeling a little disappointed.
The man before her was Steward Qian, who served at her father's side.
Steward Qian handed her a letter and said, "The Duke has been imprisoned on charges of kidnapping the Princess. When he learned he could not come tonight, he specifically sent this old servant to deliver a letter and a message to you, Miss. He did not stay away on purpose!"
Yan Xiurong's expression changed in alarm. "But Father didn't kidnap the Princess! He's been wrongfully accused."
"Read the letter first. The Duke's instructions are inside." Steward Qian could not say much, so he simply let her read it herself.
After skimming the contents of the letter, Yan Xiurong's lips curved upward.
"I know what to do now."
It was not that Father did not love her, nor that he was unwilling to visit her.
Plans simply could not keep pace with change. His grand scheme was changing, and Yan Xiurong was deeply moved.
He had written: Rong'er, there will be plenty of time for father and daughter to reunite.
Those words meant that Father put her life first, and his grand plan for revenge would have to change.
She was still rejoicing when her smile suddenly froze. She remembered the First Prince inside her room, still poisoned and waving his arms wildly.
"Steward Qian, do you know how to treat poisoning?"
Steward Qian looked her up and down. "I studied a little medicine in the past. Miss, have the East Lin People poisoned you?"
Yan Xiurong shook her head. "Not me."
"Then who..."
Yan Xiurong said, "He cannot die here, or all nine branches of the Yan Family will be doomed."
Steward Qian nearly jumped out of his skin. He hurried into the room after his young mistress