Qin Yiling held up three fingers and said confidently and firmly, " They'll definitely come in three months at most. Just wait for the feast. "”
After that, Qin Yiling no longer paid attention to the villagers who were here to join in the fun. She shook her ponytail and strode forward with her head held high. At the same time, she did not forget to call out to her dear fiancé.
"Brother Ze, let's go home!"
They had been shopping for a day. Why were they still gossiping about the countryside? They might as well go home and rest early.
Yan Ze's lips curled up slightly. He obediently led his white horse and followed behind her, distancing himself from the gossiping crowd.
Er Mazi looked at the beautiful back view that was disappearing into the distance and couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"Sigh, what a pity. Such a beautiful lady, how did she become Yan Ze's fiancée?”
