Bai Xilie sat in the chair, took a sip of tea, and said with a chuckle, "Oh? What is it?"
Bai Zhi'er asked, "I heard that Uncle asked you to grant a marriage for the Jiang family's sister?"
Bai Xilie paused in his action of skimming the tea foam.
He recalled carefully, "It seems there was such a thing, but Father was drunk at the time and forgot how to respond to him."
Next to him, Quanxi laughed and added, "The Emperor said he doesn't force marriages, and that Prince Qing should ask Miss Jiang himself. If the Jiang family has no objections, you would naturally agree."
Bai Xilie nodded in satisfaction and put down the teacup, "I have always been open-minded."
...
At this moment.
Outside the Jiang Mansion.
A luxurious carriage had been parked here for a while.
Guards around the carriage, armed with long swords, exuded a strong presence.
Soon, Jiang Ying lifted her skirt and hurried out.
When she reached the carriage, a guard naturally lifted the curtain for her.
