"I am but a married village girl," Yang Ruxin chuckled, "it isn't quite proper for the Third Master to address me so casually. You could call me Lady Gu, Qingheng's wife, or even Gu Yangshi."
"Ha ha…" Qi Jingyun laughed even louder, "But I think you might have better options, for instance, becoming a princess?"
"Princess?" Yang Ruxin's face showed astonishment, "Which foolish prince would fancy a married woman?"
Qi Jingyun touched his nose, wondering how to admit his own foolishness.
"Regardless of who it might be, it's none of my concern. The choices I have already made are the best for me," Yang Ruxin waved her hand dismissively.
"That might not necessarily be the case," Qi Jingyun suddenly leaned forward, staring directly into her eyes, and lowered his voice slightly, "Sometimes, the first choice one makes can be hasty. Right now, I can offer you a chance to choose again…"
