Song Cheng also sighed, "It's been so long since Lady Nan Feng fell and there's been no news of her. I'm afraid the worst has happened. Not only does Ye refuse to believe this reality, even I find it hard to accept. You have no idea how wonderful a lady Nan Feng is. Every time I see Ye, it's as if I see that lady standing lively before me, calling me 'Lord Song.' And yes, she sings beautifully, has an impressive poise and even knows how to do business—selling some kind of facial masks that are very popular with the local women. My wife and daughter particularly love those, they use them every day."
Lu Jianxi felt a twinge of sadness—or perhaps, it was jealousy.
Even Song Cheng had such high regard for Nan Feng, which meant she must be an extraordinary lady.
"My lord, why don't you tell me about Ye and his wife's story? I'm quite interested," Lu Jianxi said.