"Well, it seems your brain is still functional!"
In the carriage to Dali Temple, Su Luo was still talking to herself, "What do you mean that my brain is still functional? I am actually very smart, amn't I, Qing Yi?"
"The lady's intelligence is unmatched!" Qing Yi was very flattering.
"How does that compare to Jiang Shu?"
Qing Yi touched her chest, her smile a bit unnatural, "Of course, Lady, you are better!"
Su Luo smiled in satisfaction, then frowned, "Why are you holding your chest? Are you uncomfortable?"
Qing Yi crinkled her eyebrows, "Lady, my conscience hurts when I lie!"
!!!
Su Luo kicked at her.
Qing Yi rolled away to avoid the kick, giggling, "Lady, in fact, you are only a little bit weaker than the young master. You're a woman. If you surpassed men in every aspect, what use would you have for a husband?"
That made sense!
Su Luo found herself unable to refute.
