Xie Lin was silent for a moment, as a man of age, he inevitably faced pressures to get married.
If he didn't marry Qin Luan, he would have to marry someone else.
"Mother, you choose for me! I trust your judgement," Xie Lin sighed. He had always wanted to marry Qin Luan, and now after personally asking her and receiving her refusal, he found himself frustrated for two days. But now, he had come to terms with it. He didn't feel that hard to let go. Otherwise, when she was taken by Zhou Gu and sent to the Eastern Palace by the Emperor, he would have been devastated.
The Rui'an Queen finally showed a smile, "Very well, be at ease, your mother will not pressure you. Once I choose someone, you will need to meet her and approve. Only then will I arrange for the marriage."
Xie Lin nodded, "I trust my mother."
She had even agreed to Qin Luan; he himself just didn't marry her, let alone others. His own mother, after all, would not harm him.
