Su Qing felt somewhat uneasy, sitting alone in her room with her head slightly bowed, her figure appearing slender and frail, weak and helpless.
"Sister Su Qing, the Third Master invites you outside."
Su Qing trembled, raised her head, unable to decipher the expression on her face.
She pressed her lips together, stood up, tidied her clothing, and walked out. Outside, Qi Zhen was standing under a cluster of hibiscus trees with his hands behind his back, looking slightly upward.
"Third Master." Su Qing curtsied.
Qi Zhen did not turn around, only looked at the sky above, and said somewhat forlornly, "Su Qing, I have been engaged twice, both brides were unfortunate, and others say I have the fate of one who brings misfortune to his wives, even noble ladies of high status dare not discuss marriage with me anymore."
