It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

Lu Sui ignored his father and kept his eyes on Yuan Buwei.

I remember she once said: We are husband and wife, and we share honor and disgrace together.

So the magnanimity and perfection she displayed was due to this reason?

"Well, it's getting late. We can talk about it tomorrow." Marquis Wan Ning glanced at his son who was wandering outside, turned around, and swung his sleeves, "Humph!"

"Father-in-law, walk slowly."

Yuan Buwei knelt down and saluted. In fact, Lu Sui’s personality was the same as her father-in-law’s, both were quite childish.

"Young Madam, let's go back and rest. You've worked hard." Butler Ye bowed and left with Li Yan.

After some effort, Yuan Buwei finally closed the door.

When he arrived at the bed, he saw Lu Sui staring at the ceiling, as if he had returned to the decadent look he had just woken up.

"Young Marquis, if you are willing, you can tell me. Maybe I can give you some advice." Yuan Buwei sat on the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt, put one of Lu Sui's arms on her knees, and began to massage skillfully.

Lu Sui glanced sideways at Yuan Buwei who was lowering her head to give him a massage seriously. From the time he met her until now, no matter how harshly he spoke to her, even when Mu Qing pointed at her nose and scolded her just now, she had never gotten angry, not even a bit upset.

"Yuan Buwei, are you really marrying me because it's hard to disobey the emperor's order?"

"Young Marquis, are you saying something else?" Yuan Buwei met Lu Sui's scrutinizing gaze and smiled gently, "If you don't explain clearly, I have the right not to answer."

"I..." Lu Sui was about to get angry, but then his mind suddenly suddenly changed. It seemed that Yuan Buwei could always easily provoke his emotions.

"Young Marquis, why don't you say anything?" Yuan Buwei moved closer to Lu Sui. She saw his eyes flickering and his lips trembling, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. "Feeling guilty?"

"Why should I feel guilty?" Lu Sui wanted to hold back his temper, but he couldn't help it. "I really didn't know that Mu Qing was dressed as a man. Besides, every time I saw her, we talked about business. I never got close to her or did anything out of line."

Yuan Buwei paused and looked at Lu Sui with a half-smile: "I know, young marquis, you don't have to explain to me."

You wouldn't expect him to be such a man.

"You know that." Lu Sui muttered, "Hey, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Which one?"

"Yuan Buwei!"

"Okay, okay, I'll answer." Yuan Buwei tried to hold back her laughter. Lu Sui was really not easy to tease. He would get angry when teased, just like the tabby cat she raised in Medicine King Valley. "One of the reasons is that the emperor's order is difficult to disobey. The other is that I have no choice."

"No choice?" Lu Sui frowned and looked at Yuan Buwei in confusion. "You are the last disciple of Medicine King Valley. You should have seen many famous families in the martial arts world. But don't you have any favorites or potential marriage partners?"

"If I were an orphan, my master would naturally find a famous family for me, but I am still the eldest daughter of the Yuan family. I cannot make things difficult for my parents just because they treated me unfairly, or even bring misfortune to the women of the Yuan family. They have been taught and learned various talents since childhood, just to find a good husband when they grow up. If they are implicated by a sister from the royal family who they may have never met in their lives, won't they hate me to death?"

"They are who they are. What kind of husband family they choose depends on their own strength. What does it have to do with you?"

"Then why does the young marquis care whether he is disabled or not?"

Yuan Buwei's question instantly silenced Lu Sui.

"Good deeds must be repaid, and revenge must be remembered. My good relationship with the young marquis, my trust in my parents-in-law, and my power as the head of the household are the best revenge for my parents. They abandoned me when I was young, so I must live a good and happy life." Yuan Buwei's eyes fell on Lu Suijun's face. "Third, I said that I have seen so many men, but the only one who caught my eye is the young marquis. Do you believe me?"

Lu Sui's heart skipped a beat, and then it started beating wildly, until his entire chest was shaking, and his mouth was dry.

"Don't you believe it?" Yuan Buwei lowered her eyes.

"Yuan Buwei, are you teasing me again? How could you possibly like me when I'm like this?"

"Young Marquis, what are you talking about?" Yuan Buwei looked surprised. "I admire and respect you, Young Marquis. How can I be attracted to you?"

Lu Sui's heart suddenly stopped beating.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he stared at Yuan Buwei. Seeing that she looked calm, he didn't seem to be joking.

"Yuan Buwei, you, you..."

Lu Sui was so angry that he felt like a dog being played around by Yuan Buwei.

"No, no."

Seeing that Lu Sui's eyes were red and he was about to cry, Yuan Buwei hurriedly coaxed him: "Have you all disappeared the sadness and grievance you felt when you quarreled with your father-in-law today, and the shock and disappointment you felt towards Mu Qing just now?"

Lu Sui raised his eyes and saw Yuan Buwei's smiling face.

I suddenly realized that she had said so much to me just to help me divert my emotions and not let myself get deeper into trouble.

"Okay, a little better. But..." Lu Sui gritted his teeth, "No one can change my decision. As for Mu Qing, I will let Li Yan handle this matter tomorrow."

"I received an invitation from the Mu Mansion this afternoon. Old Madam Mu has already brought her grandson back. I will go to see him tomorrow." Yuan Buwei said, "It will not be good for either family to make a fuss about this right now. After all, Old Madam Mu has privately asked my father-in-law for help."

"So that's it?" Lu Sui suddenly became excited. "Yuan Buwei, Mu Qing has been disrespectful to you and almost rode on your head and shit. Why aren't you angry at all?"

"Because I know that the young marquis is always on my side."

Lu Sui blinked, and his ears became hot when Yuan Buwei stared at him: "Yuan Buwei, you are really..."

"If I quarrel with Mu Qing in front of your bed, what's the difference between me and her?" Yuan Buwei leaned over and rested her chin on Lu Sui's chest, feeling the rise and fall of his chest. "The young marquis has just changed his mind about me, and I don't want to fail."

"Yuan Buwei, you..."

The hot air from Yuan Buwei's mouth sprayed on Lu Sui's chin. His face felt a little hot and he didn't dare to look at her.

"Young Lord, what do you want to say?"

"I said, as long as you don't do anything that harms the Wanning Marquis' Mansion, and you don't betray me or sell me out..." Lu Sui took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and looked into Yuan Buwei's eyes, "I will protect you and will never let anyone hurt you."

Yuan Buwei looked at him and saw that Lu Sui looked a little embarrassed and angry: "Yuan Buwei, I..."

The words are not finished yet.

Yuan Buwei came up and kissed Lu Sui's left cheek lightly, as if a feather brushed the kiss.

"Are you satisfied with this answer, young marquis?"

He, he was kissed by Yuan Buwei?

Kissed?

Lu Sui couldn't believe it at all. His face turned red instantly and his heart beat a hundred times faster than before. It felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.