Wufu lately found it somewhat vexing, for no other reason than that Li Xuanji from Marquis Xuanwu's Mansion. She never thought a little girl could be so persistent, ignoring her indifference and cold face. Even when she avoided meeting her, she could still wait alone in the Floral Hall for half a day, calmly doing embroidery.
Whenever she spoke about it with Purple Jade and the others, Purple Jade would say she underestimated a woman's determination to marry into the Imperial Family. Once married, her status would be high and first-class, which is what other women call a good marriage.
Wufu did not understand; she and Ah Jiu were out of affection. Otherwise, even if he were the Emperor's father, she would not care.
But seeing Li Xuanji's perseverance, she couldn't help but sigh, realizing that people truly cannot be compared to one another.
Wufu couldn't help but tease Ah Jiu a bit about this.
