She first squeezed and then interlocked her fingers with his, playing with his hands, "Aren't you worried that Chu Ziluo might not be able to get married?"
"It's just waiting until she's eighteen; it's not an unreasonable request." Ye Muyu frowned, not because she was angry at him, but because she felt the Great Chu's regulations about the marriage age for women were unreasonable.
"They only develop fully at eighteen, and only after that is it normal to marry. Men reach maturity at twenty, which means before that, they are still boys. How can they marry and take on the responsibilities of a family?"
Ye Muyu snorted lightly. In front of Chu Heng, she didn't need to hold back; she said whatever she wanted to say.
Chu Heng reached out and patted her head, kissed her forehead, his voice tender, "Yes, you're right."
