You He seized the opportunity to escape, turned around, widened the distance between them, and said, "Little Lord has finally come to his senses."
Mu Qingge awkwardly smiled and replied, "These days, I’ve been so absorbed in alchemy that my head feels a little dizzy."
"So Little Lord, what are you planning to do in the future?" You He asked. She remembered that the Wei siblings still wanted to follow Little Lord to the Yu Country Medicine Tower.
Mu Qingge thought for a moment and replied, "Although I don’t know why Wei Linlang wants to do this, since he has already made a move, I’ll just pretend I don’t know anything and cooperate with him."
You He thought for a bit and also nodded.
In her view, Little Lord’s approach further eliminated unnecessary awkwardness.
Moreover, she could see that the Wei siblings’ feelings for their master weren’t really deep affection, just mere fondness.
Perhaps, over time, they would realize their master is not someone they can compare to.
But then, the question returns.
Such an excellent master, who can be worthy? Who can soar alongside her, hand in hand until old age?
You He seriously pondered and still felt there was no one!
...
A day passed swiftly.
Today, the normally low-key Wei Mansion was exceptionally lively.
Early in the morning, the entire residence was joyously cleaning and decorating. The kitchen was hectic, with famous Li Country dishes being brought to the table.
Before dusk, the sound of music and drums already echoed above the mansion, and the dancing girls, hired at a great expense, danced gracefully on the waterside pavilion.

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