Zhi’er was worried.
"Third Aunt, we’ll just stay outside and won’t go far. If you need any help, just call us."
Today she ca to give support to Third Aunt!
After they went out, the fourth son Bai Daoyan helped close the door.
The group stood under the corridor.
The fourth son Bai Daoyan was the first to frown and ask his Third Brother, Bai Yaoyu.
"Third Brother, you know Mother is also in pain. Why must you instigate her to separate from Father?"
Bai Yaoyu looked at him, "Do you want Mother to continue enduring? Don’t forget, he almost separated the family for an unfamiliar woman and abandoned us to leave!"
Bai Daoyan sighed, "I an, it shouldn’t be right now."
"Mother already has a headache problem. If her emotions destabilize and she quarrels with Father again, causing her to faint, then it will be too late for regrets!"
Bai Daoyan, being a rchant, naturally considers things more thoroughly.
But Bai Yaoyu waved his hand.
"I only care about mother living well. If this continues, she will sooner or later be angered to death by the concubine Father brings in."
As the brothers argued.
The fifth heir Bai Fengqing and the sixth prince Bai Xingye watched them from not far away with dark gazes.
Bai Yaoyu and Bai Daoyan followed their gaze.
They saw Zhi’er standing over there as Feng Fuce took off his outer robe and draped it over her shoulders.
His slender fingers fastened it for her.
"The night wind is strong, keep it on to avoid catching a cold," Feng Fuce said in a calm voice.
Zhi’er gave him a radiant smile, "I know, are you cold?"
"Not cold." Feng Fuce finished draping the garnt and, in passing, steadied her hairpin.
This made the nearby brothers furrow their brows in suspicion.
The third son Bai Yaoyu called out, "Sister, why don’t you co and join our discussion?"
Zhi’er glanced at them and humd softly.
"You’re not even calm yourselves. What good results can co from your discussion?"
The third son and fourth son exchanged a look, both feeling sowhat ashad.
Indeed, just now they were a bit too agitated.
Zhi’er exhaled deeply.
"No matter what we say, the decision rests with Third Aunt herself. Brothers, stop worrying blindly."
The sister was right.
The three brothers sat down dejectedly under the corridor.
Only the sixth prince Bai Xingye quietly walked over to Zhi’er’s side.
He positioned himself between Feng Fuce and Zhi’er.
Feng Fuce coldly watched him, but Bai Xingye pretended not to see.
He felt Marquis Wan was too close to his sister, intimately, as if they were a couple.
At this mont, inside the room.
Prince Kang had already been helped up by Princess Consort Kang.
He choked and asked, "Hui Niang, have you forgiven ? Please don’t separate from . Without you, I can’t live properly."
Princess Consort Kang pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his forehead.
She was still as considerate as ever.
However, her tone was sowhat muffled and distant, "Nan Jing, I’ve been married to you for nearly twenty years now."
Prince Kang nodded urgently. He didn’t know what Princess Consort Kang wanted to say.
"When I married into your Bai Family, yours was the poorest household in the village. I rember the first ti I took my parents to your ho, seeing that shabby thatched house; it startled my parents."
Princess Consort Kang laughed at this point, but her eyes were filled with tears.
She said, "But later, I comforted my parents, saying your poverty was only temporary. What mattered to was your character."
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