"First Aunt surely has some free time."
Su Qingluo moved next to Li Xiu'e, smiling and giving her a shoulder rub and back massage. Li Xiu'e felt completely relaxed and her heart warmed like a pool of water.
"When your first aunt comes over, we'll ask her to tailor a dress for you with that new cloth. Her hands are very skillful and the clothes she makes always fit perfectly, making you look even better."
Li Xiu'e looked at her youngest daughter with more and more affection, her face full of love.
"I don't like wearing dresses."
Su Qingluo didn't care much: "Wearing a dress, I can't ride a horse or go fishing in the river. It's too inconvenient for everything."
"What kind of young girl doesn't like to wear dresses? Don't be like your sister, always thinking about becoming a female official, never giving people a peace of mind."
Whenever Li Xiu'e thought of Su Ziqin's Marriage Luck Lottery, her heart ached and she felt annoyed.
