"Ah?" It sounds like quite a scene; today's Imperial Court must be very lively.
Ye Xinyan quickly followed and sat down in the closest seat to Duke An, "What's going on, what's going on, Grandfather? Tell me, please."
"Tell me, please..." Though his words were unclear, Ye Yuan joined in the uproar.
Ye Xinyan reached out and pinched Ye Yuan's cheek, smiling, "What are you talking about? You're just a little kid; what could you possibly understand?"
"Don't bully my good grandson." Duke An pushed Ye Xinyan's hand away with distaste.
"Tsk, burning bridges!" Seeing how genuinely she liked the little guy, her grandfather seemed to be enjoying it. He had previously been cautious, afraid she might not take care of Ye Yuan out of resentment for Ye Hongyang.
However, from Duke An's words, Ye Xinyan gleaned something different. He said that if they couldn't recover the situation, he wouldn't concern himself with Jinrong's future affairs.
