"But...but..." Xiumei hesitated to say, "Our identities don't match. He is a general now, and I am just a humble maid. How could I possibly marry him? He should be with a noble lady, not me!"
"Don't ever say you are just a humble maid. I have never seen you like that. I bet Brother Xiaoyong and my foster parents wouldn't think so either." Wei Ruo said.
After careful reflection, Xiumei seemed to have made up her mind. She looked up at Wei Ruo and said, "Miss, I will not marry until you are formally married. So, be it Brother Xiaoyong or Xiaobei, I won't consider them."
"Xiumei, your life is your own. It shouldn't be tied to me unreasonably." Wei Ruo said seriously.
"No, from the day I started serving you, my life became closely tied with yours. If you live, I live; if you are happy, I'm happy. Everything I have now, you gave me. So, my decision to marry will also depend on you. Have you ever heard of a maid marrying before her mistress?"
