"It's not."
"You don't have to deny it. I just don't understand why you're so fixated on him. Du Yi is still in the palace. If he's discovered, it's a major crime." Xiang Minghou's voice was tinged with annoyance and a hint of jealousy.
'My daughter treats that punk better than she treats me. Other than being a little handsome, that brat is just a bookworm.'
"Dad, it's really not about him."
"If it's not him, then who is it?"
'I'd like to see just which brat is making my daughter go through all this trouble.'
"It's White Spirit."
"That punk White Spir... uh, what about White Spirit?" Xiang Minghou stopped mid-insult, realizing something was off.
"White Spirit snuck out of the estate to play a few days ago and was captured by Sang Qi's Hidden Guards. They took it to the palace and gave it to Consort Yuan. Her niece suffers from a severe heart condition, and they plan to cut out White Spirit's heart to make medicine."
"Something like that happened?"
