“Madam, I truly love Master An!” Her eyebrows twitched, looking like she was about to cry.
I was helpless. “Tell me, what is true love?”
She was stunned, even forgetting to cry.
“Alright, let me ask differently. What exactly do you like about him?”
She thought for a moment, hesitantly saying: “He… is handsome, talented. And very gentle.”
This—forget it.” I waved my hand. “Third Miss, do you understand my meaning?
In Yanfeng City, there are handsome, gentle, and talented men everywhere.
“I grew up with An Jin. Not to mention whether you can win An Jin’s heart, even if you could, it would never be complete. As a noble lady, becoming a concubine would subject you to countless humiliations, and your future children would be illegitimate and face discrimination. If An Jin tires of you, you’ll be left alone, spending lonely days, with no one sympathizing because this was all your own choice.”
Her face gradually turned pale.
I sighed. “You’re about the same age as my younger sister, which makes me feel compassionate. Think carefully, is all this worth it?”
Miss Song San lowered her head, silent for a long time. I waved to call the waiter and ordered some dishes.
“Try some. This restaurant’s camphor tea duck and steamed tea cake are quite good,” I advised her. “Besides men, there are many good things in this world. If you don’t cherish yourself, who else will?”
Her eyes flickered, and she picked up her chopsticks. She gradually relaxed and ate heartily.
I breathed a sigh of relief. This trick could soothe such a pure young girl.
Objectively, Miss Song San was quite innocent, just with some naive fantasies influenced by romantic stories. Just open the window and show her how beautiful the world is, and she’ll naturally understand.
While she was eating, I secretly glanced over and noticed Green Hat Eastern Palace Xia Zhiyuan sitting nearby, drinking alone. When he saw me looking, he raised his wine cup in a toast. I quickly returned the gesture and hastily looked away.
