Su Luo stood up, looking incredulously at Jiang Yang: "Do you really know what you're saying?"
Jiang Yang straightened up further and spoke loudly: "I, Jiang Yang, wish to marry Qing Yi the maid by Madam's side. I ask for Madam's approval!"
After saying this, he kowtowed three times in a row: "Please, Madam, grant your approval!"
The snow piled up on the branches was shaken by his resonant voice, trembling and falling to the ground.
This commotion attracted quite a few people in the courtyard.
The door of the side hall was open, and everyone was craning their necks to see what was happening.
Laughing and crying, Su Luo said: "Don't all stand in the corridor, it's windy and snowing hard. This is a major event in our courtyard, come in!"
A group of people looked at each other, and then they all entered the side hall in embarrassment.
Xiaohei gave Jiang Yang a glance, with a look that said: So you left early this morning just to buy these pieces of jewelry?
