She kept fidgeting with her hands, as if trying to hide her extreme frustration.
Lu Zhaofeng was afraid that staring at her would make her feel awkward, so he quickly looked away.
He moved his lips as if to say something, but then swallowed the words back down his throat.
This is indeed a helpless situation.
Marriage since ancient times.
They were all arranged by their parents and matchmakers.
Lu Zhaofeng didn't know what to say, but after selecting his writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, he said goodbye to Madam Xia and left quickly, almost as if fleeing in panic.
I just got to the door.
Lu Zhaofeng suddenly stopped, his hand searching around his waist.
"What's wrong?" Lu Zhaolin asked in surprise.
"I think I forgot my wallet in there, bro, wait here for me."
After Lu Zhaofeng finished speaking, he turned and walked into the store without waiting for Lu Zhaolin to speak.
When he entered the shop, Madam Xia was settling accounts with the shopkeeper.
Xia Siqi stood alone in the corner, her head hanging low.
She stood next to a money tree that was taller than her, looking thin and helpless.
Lu Zhaolin glanced at Madam Xia's position and walked over to Xia Siqi's side.
He raised his hand, intending to pat her shoulder to get her attention.
He only raised his hand halfway.
He seemed to have thought of something else.
It paused in mid-air for a moment, then quickly retracted.
A shadow suddenly fell over her head, causing Xia Siqi to slowly turn her head.
Her eyes were still slightly misty.
Lu Zhaofeng suddenly understood why she was standing there; she just didn't want others to see her crying.
"You..." Lu Zhaofeng paused, "Are you alright?"
Xia Siqi shook her head, glanced in the direction of Madam Xia, and then looked away: "Didn't you just leave? Why are you back?"
"The purse is gone." Lu Zhaofeng glanced around furtively.
Neither of them spoke again.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
A while later.
Lu Zhaofeng couldn't help but ask, "Do you really not want to marry the Emperor, or do you already have someone you love?"
Xia Siqi's eyes trembled: "I have always respected the Emperor. He is so high and might say something inappropriate, but I have always regarded the Emperor as an elder. How can you expect me to accept marrying an elder?"
Lu Zhaofeng: ...
Actually, they shouldn't be considered elders.
But Xia Siqi's words left him speechless for a moment.
Lu Zhaofeng cleared his throat awkwardly: "Actually, the Emperor isn't that much older than you."
“In our village, there’s a man who’s a year older than me, and I have to call him Grandpa,” Xia Siqi retorted earnestly.
Lu Zhaofeng was stunned for a moment.
If it weren't for his strong willpower...
He almost burst out laughing.
That's true.
This seniority is not based on age.
Xia Siqi looked at the rapidly changing expressions on his face and asked seriously, "Isn't that right?"
"Hmm?" Lu Zhaofeng drawled, sounding somewhat bewildered: "Seniority isn't really determined by age."
“Yes, that’s right.” Xia Siqi nodded in agreement. “But the husband can’t be an elder, can he?”
Lu Zhaofeng: ...
Emperor Yuanwu doesn't seem to be her elder.
There's really no way to communicate with them!
“This is just a talent show; it doesn’t mean that if you enter the palace, you’ll definitely stay there,” Lu Zhaofeng said sullenly.
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