She was about to turn twenty. At such an age, other women would already be mothers, with two or three children to care for.
For instance, Shen Chuwei, she was already the mother of two children, with the babies nearing two years old.
Xun Qingqing lifted her head to look at the man in front of her, after a long internal struggle, she still mustered the courage to ask, "Your willingness to marry me, does it mean you like me?"
She thought if Jun Wuxian was only fulfilling the promise he made on the street that evening by marrying her, she would feel somewhat dissatisfied.
A marriage born of unrequited love was too exhausting.
She wanted a love like that of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, which was enviable just by looking at it.
Jun Wuxian lifted the hem of his robe to sit down, pulling her down to sit with him as he waved the folding fan in his hand.