Qin Yuan laughed: "The guards don't think the Marquis is neglecting his duties, do they?"
Gu Jinghui chuckled and said, "What's the important thing? Isn't carrying on the family line the important thing?"
Qin Yuan's face immediately turned red.
He couldn't help but think to himself, "A warrior is just a warrior."
Seeing that she remained silent, Gu Jinghui continued, "I wonder what kind of bag that girl Hongye could find to hold fireflies. When I was a child, we used to use bags made of plain silk and put them in the tent. They were quite pretty with their shimmering light."
Qin Yuan said, "When I was little, I used a small plain gauze pouch. When my father was in mourning at our hometown, my cousins and I were playing together, and I got one. I hung it on the top of the tent. Later, when we returned to the capital, the house was too small, and my mother didn't like us playing with these things, so we never played with them again."
After getting married, Lin's mother couldn't stand her doing these things anymore. Later, when her child died, she lost all interest in them.
Lord Gu held her hand tightly with heartache, "Yuan'er, you suffered when you were young, I will make it up to you."
His young wife was so much younger than him that he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
If he had a daughter like that, he would definitely let her live a life of luxury from a young age.
"If we have a daughter in the future, we will definitely not let her marry into a family of high social standing. We will find her a suitable family, cherish her, and never let her suffer any grievances."
As Qin Yuan listened to Lord Gu's reverie carried on the evening breeze, a sudden, indescribable warmth welled up in her heart.
Lord Gu continued to dream: "We need a few more sons to support our daughter. If our son-in-law is disobedient, our sons can go and teach his family a lesson."
Qin Yuan: "...?"
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