Chief Historian Feng calculated more and more happily, turning to give a command to Tang Youyin. Tang Youyin responded and quickly returned with an old yet well-preserved gift list.
Lu Xuan, filled with anger and displeasure, became momentarily dazed upon seeing this age-old gift list.
In front of him appeared the face of a young and beautiful woman. She was noble and proud, yet before him, she was as gentle as autumn water, standing prettily under a tree and whispering softly, "I know it's a grievance for you to marry into our family. But my father only has me, a daughter, and I cannot marry out; I can only take in a son-in-law. When you get into the Prince Mansion, I will certainly treat you well with all my heart."
In his youth, he indeed felt a slight unwillingness and helplessness towards marrying in. But he could not give up the upcoming wealth and glory, nor could he give up his beloved.
He held her hand and whispered, "Yan, I will surely treat you with all my heart too."
