Qu Fulan lowered her gaze to pour them wine, silent and wordless, listening to their conversation.
To be precise, it was mostly An Ruchang speaking, going on and on with a lot, but when he didn't gain Heir Pei's approval, he turned to ask her instead.
"Does Miss Haitang think what I said makes sense?"
He had just laid out his future expectations, saying how mighty he would be on the battlefield, and urged Heir Pei to stand by his side and help convince his family to let him unleash his prowess at the border.
Qu Fulan only wanted to offer him four words.
All talk, no action.
But in reality, she could only say, "Mr. An sees too much in me, I've only lived so long and seen so few things, how could I understand these matters?"
An Ruchang finally realized he was desperately seeking help without reason and sighed, expressing his frustration at being unable to realize his ambitions.
Qu Fulan acted as if she didn't notice.
