Ling Hua's words had barely left her lips when several pairs of eyes glanced toward Liuli.
Liuli kept her eyes on her nose, her nose on her heart. The young miss had told her not to fancy Master Cui for now, so naturally, she would heed the young miss. It didn't matter how many people stared at her; she was not a lady of high birth.
However, Cui Yanshu declined with a smile, "That won't be necessary, will it?"
Ling Hua raised an eyebrow, "Why not? Are you telling me you're going to the ceremony alone? Wouldn't that be too gratifying for Cui Yanyi? If she bombards you with a flurry of sarcastic remarks, you'll just have to take it dryly?"
Cui Yanshu choked, "While that is indeed the case, where is the Helmsman going to find me a lady of high birth?" He stressed, "Cui Yanyi has set the wedding date for the sixteenth of the first month."
