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The old Duke of the Protectorate had been silent for a long time, because he found that Su Rong was making sense.

He suddenly realized that his worries might be unnecessary, overthinking, worrying for nothing. Clearly, it was his grandson who was more difficult, more temperamental, more willful. Otherwise, this young girl would not, having already had Ye Guixue in her hand, choose him instead.

The old Duke lifted his tea, took a sip, cleared his throat twice, reminding her, "You are, after all, a princess, the future Nanchu Queen. How can you always listen to him? It's not right!"

Unable to hide her amusement, Su Rong replied, "He is my royal husband, I naturally listen to him."

"You shouldn't indulge him too much," admonished the old Duke. "If indulged for a long time, he will become arrogant due to being spoiled and will no longer be adorable."

Su Rong didn't think that would be a problem. "He's always quite adorable."

The old Duke: "..."