Although she knew that Jiang Qingwan was a very capable person, marriage in the royal family, with its strict rules of etiquette and social hierarchy, was not a child's play.
Mo Qingrui was taken aback by her question and almost blurted out, "How could she be my wife?"
He swallowed the words back, as if afraid of displeasing Jiang Qingwan, and quickly soothed her in a soft voice.
“Jiang Meizi, the matter of status depends on how you define it. If you can win a man’s sincere love and lifelong favor, it doesn’t really matter if he’s not your wife.”
Standing in the pavilion watching the flowers, He Yidong suddenly said loudly, "Auntie, what you said is wrong. If a man truly loves a woman, how could he marry another woman and make his beloved a concubine? My benefactor, if he really treats you like this, don't marry him. Wait for me to grow up, and I will marry you."
Mo Qingrui couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"As expected, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Dong'er is quite capable, daring to compete with the Ninth Prince of the court for a woman. Your aunt has high hopes for you."
Liu said urgently.
"Your Highness is too kind."
"Dong'er, stop talking nonsense."
The somewhat heavy atmosphere was greatly dispelled by the boy's antics.
Lady Liu stood up and curtsied.
“Madam Jiang, I came in a hurry today and did not prepare any gifts, which is really impolite. Now that we have recognized each other, I will bring Dong’er to formally express my gratitude another day.”
Mo Qingrui couldn't stand her rigid manner and reached out to pull her to sit on the stone bench.
“Jiang Meizi, she’s been like this since she was little, so boring, I don’t like to play with her usually.”
"By the way, An'an sent word that she found some rare wines. Why not take advantage of the moment and go taste them together tonight?"
Liu glanced at her.
"Cousin Princess, aren't you going to deliver a birthday gift to the old Princess Consort of the Su family's birthday banquet tonight?"
Mo Qingrui then remembered and slapped her forehead.
"Look at my memory, let's change it to tomorrow then."
Jiang Qingwan's eyes flickered.
"Is the Su family hosting a birthday banquet tonight?"
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