Without a proper wife, Qian'er's status as a concubine would rise, and no noble family could object strongly to it.
"Yes."
Gu Bailu relaxed and closed her eyes.
Not long after that, she opened her eyes again and shook Feng Qingtian awake. "My lord, my lord, do you think Lu Fenying did this for Qian'er?"
Otherwise, why wouldn't he marry? That didn't make sense.
Feng Qingtian hugged her. "It's getting late. Go to sleep."
Gu Bailu, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep at all. She tried to fathom Lu Fenying's thoughts, but couldn't figure it out.
"If you continue thinking of another man, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed tomorrow," said Feng Qingtian hoarsely.
Gu Bailu closed her eyes obediently. "I'm not, I'm not, I'm only thinking about my Qingqing."
"Really? What are you thinking?" Feng Qingtian turned her around and hugged her from behind.
Gu Bailu shivered. "My lord, not tonight. Go to sleep."
