Zixia, the eldest grandson, calmed down and thought about Lu Changling's words. Because she was too tight, would elder martial brother hate her and say just that kind of desperate words?

However, she didn't care about it before, because no one dared to fight with her, but now there's more silence.

how can a second-hand woman get another look from her elder martial brother? How can she not feel crisis?

thinking about it, Zixia's hand couldn't help clenching. Lu Changling sighed gently and put away the sword for her. "Junior sister Jiu, go back and think about it."

he said that he wanted to help her up, but he pushed...