The young man sitting at the side blushed.
Back then, he looked chubby. Now, he was slim and tall. He had actually grown into a calm young man.
The son of the Duke of Zhenguo is fifteen years old this year.
Xia Qingqing was fourteen years old. Both sides were probably well aware of today's meeting.
Looking at Xia Qingqing's shy face, Lulu also guessed it.
"In the future, when the prince marries and has children, there will be a house full of people." Madam Xia's words were pleasant to hear, and the Duke's wife's face was immediately filled with joy.
Looking at his grandson's slightly red ears, he felt that he had made the right choice today.
Everyone in the room was happy and harmonious, chatting and laughing.
The heir of the Duke of Guarding Country looked at Lulu. He only took a glance before he pursed his lips and looked away.
Lulu turned his head away. Hmph.
Loser.
