Chu Ping had a straightforward personality, but the sudden marriage proposal was sothing Qingi hadn’t expected.
The little palace Servant nearby approached with eyes full of envy.
They couldn’t help but say—
"Sister Qingi, you really don’t know how blessed you are. That’s Chu Ping we’re talking about."
"Yes indeed, the Chu Family has been wealthy rchants for three generations. They’re very rich. In Lord Chu’s generation, they pledged allegiance to the Emperor and served as the governor of Huizhou. It’s said he’ll soon return to the Capital as the Grand Tutor, with a promising future ahead."
"Moreover, Chu Ping holds the position of Vice Envoy in the Xiuluo Guard, known alongside Lei Hu as the Marquis Wan’s left and right hands. Surely he’ll rise to great heights in the future!"
Bai Zhi’er blinked her large eyes, resting her little chin in hand: "Hearing you all, Brother Chu Ping seems so unassuming, yet he’s actually quite impressive."
The little palace Servant nodded: "For a palace Servant to find such a good family to marry into, it would be a dream co true."
Qingi’s face still bore signs of resentnt.
"You all think too much. What’s so great about getting married? What if you don’t know the person well enough, and they seem wonderful before marriage but start beating you every day afterwards?"
Everyone knew that Qingi’s mother had been married off by a matchmaker to a so-called "nice person."
But not long after the wedding, the "nice person" revealed his true colors.
Even when her mother was pregnant with Qingi, her father would get drunk and beat her.
Qingi felt that getting married ant handing over her happiness to soone else, which left her feeling insecure.
Towards n, she felt a bit guarded and distant.
The little palace Servant were startled by Qingi’s words and found them to have logic.
Marriage, for a woman, was like a gamble with no turning back.
Once you placed your bet, there was no return. Whether good or bad, you had to bear it on your own.
Qingi walked over to Bai Zhi’er, helping her comb her long hair, muttering: "I never thought of leaving the Princess. Even if I die of old age in the palace, I don’t mind."
Bai Zhi’er’s clear eyes sparkled, and her little face was soft and playful.
She smiled faintly: "Dying of old age in the palace is unlikely, but what matters most is Sister Qingi’s feelings. If you don’t like it, just refuse!"
"Anyway, I, Zhi’er, have money and power, and it’s no big deal to support you for a lifeti!"
The little one spoke sweetly, patting Qingi’s hand in the process.
Qingi was deeply touched, crouching down and resting on Bai Zhi’er’s knees: "Princess, you’re the one who’s truly good to ."
The other little palace Servant gathered around, grinning as they said: "Your Highness, we too would like to serve you for a lifeti."
Princess Cui Cuo was not arrogant, clever, and adorable, fair and accessible.
The palace attendants all liked to be close to her.
Even though she was only a four-and-a-half-year-old child.
Bai Zhi’er extended her small hand and patted them one by one, in a manner that seed to say "sharing my favor with all."
"No rush, one by one. As for the people of Ruizhu Palace, this Princess can take care of you all!"
Xiuluo Guard.
Lei Hu watched as Guoguo rushed in first, incessantly washing his cheeks by the water barrel.
Next, Feng Fuce entered with a steady step, his face as flawless as a jade, without a trace of excess emotion.
Chu Ping ca in humming a tune, and Lei Hu was astonished: "You’re so happy, did the Princess agree to betroth Qingi to you?"
"No, she didn’t." Chu Ping replied candidly.
He chuckled: "But Qingi said that by the ti she’s thirty, I’ll have a chance!"
Lei Hu was shocked: "Thirty! Isn’t that more than ten years away? Are you sure she didn’t flatly reject you?"
Chu Ping shook his head: "Of course not, she didn’t just ntion one lifeti, she also said by thirty. That’s an agreent between her and ."
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