Qing Dai pondered for a moment. "It's quite rare, I suppose."
Ji Meng continued, "How often do I come out for a marriage alliance?"
Qing Dai froze. 'Once in a lifetime?'
Ji Meng said no more, simply turning and walking inside.
This wasn't the dignified, cold Meng Qiewei.
This was Ji Meng, with her light-footed steps, a smile on her face, and the pleasant chime of a Silver Bell as she walked.
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「Cloud Mist Peak.」
The Old Yellow Ox watched Jiang Man return. "Your wife speaks that pleasantly?"
Jiang Man paused. "Why do you ask?"
"You're all smiles," the Old Yellow Ox said calmly.
Jiang Man nodded. "My wife does have a way with words. When she shows up in person, she's intimidating. But like this, she feels more real... not so frightening."
The Old Yellow Ox took a bite of Spirit Grass. "So what did she propose?"
Jiang Man told him the truth.
