While she was speaking, she kept affectionately stroking Alvin's hair, like she was petting a little puppy, appearing particularly generous and magnanimous.
As she stroked Alvin's head, she earnestly advised him, "Actually Alvin, you're handsome, young, and still a Prince. You could have many women! Just one word from you and many women would be willing to submit to you! Why are you so fixated on my Xiaoran?
She's already married, and it's a military marriage, with kids, twins no less! If you cause trouble, that's utterly immoral and wicked! Why put yourself through this, right?
If you like women in the Empire, how about I introduce a few to you? You can pick any figure you like, I'm sure there's one you'll fancy, how about it?"
"Are you a pimp?" Alvin gave her an annoyed look, knowing she was too drunk to talk to, but he couldn't help but retort.
