Leaning close, she wrapped her arms around Li Yifei's waist, rested her head on his lap, exerted slight pressure with her arms, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. The saintess said, "Darling, it's great that you think this way. I think the sisters at home will feel at ease as well. However, you don't have to restrict yourself too much. After all, some things should come naturally."
How many people are truly that magnanimous? Love, after all, is selfish. Sometimes, Li Yifei finds himself in a state of helplessness. He wishes to be with each of his wives, yet finds himself unable to be in more than one place at a time. Taking care of one often means neglecting another. But the situation has already occurred—having so many wives cannot be changed—so he can only try not to attract too many people.
After hearing the saintess' consolation, Li Yifei smiled faintly and said, "Having you all is enough. I mean it."
