Qin Liuxi was unaware of the actions Prince Wang and his grandson were taking behind her back. At this moment, she was seated in Si Lengyue's guest room, watching Si Tu, with snot and tears streaming down his face, talking about the difficulties and bitterness of raising an orphaned girl, fearing at any moment she might leave him.
Si Tu's eyes were red and swollen as he looked at Qin Liuxi, pleading, "Little Taoist, I know you're greatly skilled. You must help save my daughter. If she follows her mother, I can't live on either. I'd have to follow them too."
"Follow them for what?" Qin Liuxi provocatively asked, "If she were to die young, the vast wealth of the Si Family would fall into your hands. You could still marry and have children with your surname; wouldn't that be delightful?"
Si Tu's eyes widened, shocked, "Are those the words a person should speak?"
"Isn't that human nature?" Qin Liuxi countered, "Hasn't a son-in-law of the Si Family ever done such a thing?"