Xier's face was flushed, and she could see it even in the dim room. She whispered and hesitated: "It's... the eldest young master of the Lu family business. He... has a good relationship with Prince Mo, and he once drank a small wine with Prince Mo."
Bai Wei nodded in a clear understanding, thinking.
Lingqiao'er said, "Oh, I can't tell, Xi'er, you have a high vision! The Lu family business name is one of the top ten. Lu Kaichen, the eldest son of the Lu family, is a hero among the people. It's not that I'm attacking you, I really don't like you, you're a little different."
Bai Wei knocked Ling Qiao'er's head and glared at her: "I'm so dry and slutty for so long. It's true that you still don't understand, and your thoughts are still so pedantic. In the world of love, everyone is equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. I support Xier and look forward to her. Xier is so beautiful and so good. Not to mention the eldest son of the business, even the emperor, I think you have to consider it if you want to match her."
Lingqiao'er was stunned by these unrestrained words, "Miss, you are so bold!"
Xier raised her head and said with some inferiority complex: "Miss, thank you for comforting me. Xier is self-aware. I... I never thought of getting married to him. I just wanted to stay by your side forever, and I will never marry anyone."
"It's okay, look, the lady is just praising you for being beautiful. I think you are really likable and you can be his concubine." Lingqiaoer advised.
It would be better not to persuade him. Bai Wei slapped the quilt with a slight slap, "How can that happen! I have always hated mistresses! If you want to be, be a wife, and you will be a husband and wife all your life. Xier, don't worry. Since I know, I will definitely find a way to create a chance for you!"
Xier said shyly and timidly: "Ah, Miss, no, I don't think about it now." It's not that I don't think about it, but that I keep it deep in my heart and occasionally take it out in the middle of the night.
Stepping outside with the rain, the muddy sound came over with a low sound.
Bai Weiwei was always worried about the outside, and noticed it when the breeze blew, and heard the sound, and he moved his heart and hurriedly urged: "Hurry, hurry, open the door and see if Mo Qianxun is back!"
Lingqiao'er was blocked by the lady and was already unhappy. She quickly stood up: "Can you do it? Why is it so fast? I'll go and see it."
Open the door, it's really.
"Miss, my son-in-law went to the kitchen. Oh, he went to Dad Mo's room again. He should be here in a while."
Bai Weiwei lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, and asked anxiously: "Is he wet?"
Lingqiao'er rolled her eyes. The lady was really anxious. The son-in-law was back and was still worried. She casually said: "Oh, I'm wearing a hat. I saw that the clothes were dry and not wet."
"Oh." Bai Wei sat back on the bed with a little peace of mind.
Xier stood up and gently tucked the corner of her quilt: "Don't worry, Miss, the son-in-law will go back to the room later, and we will go back to the room now."
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Mo Ling's heart kept echoing with that white little face. Because of his ignorance, a petite lady married a farmer, lived a hard life, and was involved in the most ridiculous struggle. If he wanted to be responsible, he would have to bear half of the responsibility.