Zhu Yi's blatant shamelessness enraged Zhu Qilan to no end, and she couldn't understand what her aunt saw in him.
What's good about this man?
For a moment, Zhu Qilan wanted to draw her sword and kill him.
But she didn't.
Zhu Yi deserved a thousand deaths, but Zhangsun Mengyan was actually polite and well-mannered, realizing there were others present. She hastily pushed Zhu Yi away, wiped away her tears, and performed a curtsy while expressing her gratitude. Zhu Qilan was totally floored by her behavior.
You all come from esteemed families and are eligible women of marriageable age; why can't you find your man instead of fighting over the same one?
Especially you, he's the father of three children and your godfather. Isn't it a disgrace to your family to become the wife of the head elder of the Imperial Sect and wouldn't this bring great disaster upon your family?
Zhu Qilan could not understand. Tired of debating, she beckoned Lu Bei and followed the yellow-robed monk.