[Stop your keyboard warrior chatter, she's already married, and it'll be her first lady status sooner or later.]
Keyboard warriors immediately countered: "[Ning Qiluo as First Lady? Can she hold onto that position?]"
Someone chimed in: "Please get this straight, while Ning Qiluo's family may be wealthy, the Jiang family's status in Manzhou is something that can be matched by just any background. With their status, they should at least marry a princess; that would be a perfect match."
Other fans retorted: "What arrogance! How much have you read to be so presumptuous? Anyone with a modicum of knowledge knows that the most respected family in Manju is General Deoksun's Mansion. Judging by your tone, where do you place the princesses of General Deoksun?"
Some people are just uncultured but pretend to be cultured. They don't know anything but spout nonsense, and they don't even know their place before they start giving unsolicited advice.
【That's not true. General Ren Deshan's family are descendants of the Ningguta clan. If we're talking about nobility, then the princesses of the Ningguta clan are the truly noble ones. What are princesses compared to them? Princesses are merely those sent for political marriages.】
Some trolls' relentless attacks become awkward, and when confronted with honest criticism, they can only remain silent in frustration.
Ning Qiluo watched until almost 11 o'clock.
Just then, she heard soft footsteps coming from outside the door.
My immediate reaction was to turn off my phone screen and throw it aside, then lie down and pull the covers up.
The door opened very softly, almost inaudibly, but she could hear the light, slow footsteps on the Persian carpet. She knew it was Jiang Yingchi who had come in.
I don't know if he came back to sleep after finishing his work, or if he came specifically to see if she was asleep.
Ning Qiluo believed that she hadn't made a sound while she was witty and courageous with the netizens.
The sound of light, slow footsteps drew closer.
Ning Qiluo remained motionless.
She didn't know how much time had passed until the area beside her sank a little, and she knew that Jiang Yingchi had finished her work and come back to sleep.
Before the lights were turned off, a warm sensation fell on her forehead.
Jiang Yingchi kissed her forehead, straightened the blanket for her, then lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
Ning Qiluo remained motionless.
Right now, her mind was filled with the content of the Weibo post she had just seen on the account called "Southern Breeze Enters the Embrace of the Vine": "For her sake, I have grown thin and haggard; my love has remained steadfast to the end..."
At this point, she should have just asked him directly.
But then a sense of timidity arose within me, and I dared not ask him.
Fortunately, I finally convinced myself and carefully turned over to face him. After becoming pregnant, except for the early stages, sleeping on my side was the most comfortable.
He had just lain down and was definitely not asleep yet. Ning Qiluo reached out and poked his fingertip with her fingertip.
A wall lamp is left on by the bedside at night.
At this moment, Ning Qiluo saw Jiang Yingchi open his eyes.
Can't sleep?
At night, his voice was soft and gentle, almost like a hypnotic voice.
Ning Qiluo played with his hand, poking his fingertips intermittently. "I wasn't asleep just now, I was the whole time."
"Um."
He simply responded, without saying anything more or asking her any questions.
Ning Qiluo knew that Jiang Yingchi knew she hadn't slept and that she had just been arguing with netizens online.
Because if he didn't know, why would he retweet her Weibo post at this time, and in such a high-profile manner, instantly reverse the negative public opinion for her?
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