Chen Rong raised her head as she came to face with her servants’ elated expressions. Nurse Ping came up to her, took her hands and said happily, “Miss, I heard from the young helper that General Ran has asked you to marry him?”
Standing nearby, Old Shang added with a beaming grin: “Miss, General Ran is a man of honor. You used to always praise him whenever you heard his name in Ping. How great it is that you can marry him now. What did I say? Our lady is blessed.”
Chen Rong’s expression was one of suffering.
She hadn’t replied by the time Nurse Ping suddenly put on the same pained look: “But what will we do about Wang Qilang?”