Seeing her daughter's mingled surprise and delight, Ye Linglong could not help reaching out to tap her forehead, a faint smile curling her lips:
"Yes! You little girl, ever since you walked through the door, your eyes have practically wanted to grow on the Saint Son. How could I not notice?"
Ye Lingling's cheeks instantly flushed scarlet, and even the tips of her ears turned pink.
"Mom! What are you saying? I did no such thing!"
As she spoke, Ye Lingling stole a glance at Su Yu, only to find him looking at her with a smile.
Ye Lingling hurriedly lowered her head, but her hands unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, irrepressible joy spilling from her eyes.
Ye Linglong stroked Ye Lingling's head and said gently:
"All right, I'm your mother. How could I not know what you're thinking?"
She turned to Su Yu and raised her teacup for a sip. The tea was bitter, but its aftertaste lingered:
"I'll remember what Your Highness just said, but words alone are no proof. What happens from here will depend on your actions."
Su Yu promptly said, "Rest assured, Sect Master Ye. I will prove it through my actions."
Ye Linglong nodded without saying anything more, merely lifting her teacup to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes.
Ye Lingling also secretly raised her eyes toward Su Yu. Their gazes met, and the tenderness in his eyes made her cheeks grow hot.
Ye Linglong set down her teacup, the porcelain making a crisp sound as it lightly touched the table.
She looked at Su Yu across from her and, after a moment's silence, finally spoke with some hesitation:
"Your Highness mentioned earlier that you needed my help with an important matter. What exactly is it you seek?"
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