Su Ni was disabled and lay in bed for ten years and lived in a nunnery for ten years. Although he is alive, he cannot inherit the title of the Duchy Lord. A person who hid in the house all day long and refused to see even the sun.
At this time, Su Yi, under everyone’s gaze, jumped up gently and jumped from the carriage to the ground.
Everyone’s eyes were focused and they saw Su Ni’s tall and elegant figure. The clothes were ice blue silk, and the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaves patterns and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head. His chin was slightly raised, and the galaxy was brilliant in the middle of his apricot-shaped eyes. He stood there quietly, making people feel that he was in the garden outside the railing, with coolness under the lotus moon, and light red green bamboos. To be honest, the boy was just like a romantic man.
Liu Sheng was so excited that he couldn’t care about anything. He went up and grabbed Su Yi, “Young Master is really you, can you really stand up? My eyes are not blurred.”
“Young Master, you are up, the eldest master.” A cry actually came, and then the people from the East Court rushed towards Su Yi in a swarm.
Passerby who didn’t understand the situation said, “What’s going on?”
Someone replied to him, “You must not be from the capital. No one in the capital knows this.”
“What is the eldest brother, tell me, too.”
The others immediately said, “The eldest son of Duke Anding’s mansion has been lying on the bed for ten years, and his legs have been deposed. Look, he is actually doing well now.”
“A few days ago, a person with great witch power came out of the Su family. Today, the eldest son of the Su family stood on the ground again. It’s really a blessing to the Su family.”