Li Qing had originally planned to take Jing Yan directly to Tian Yue'e's house, but because of her suggestion to meet his legitimate wife, he had to first take her to his sister-in-law's home.
Of course, Li Qing had to emphatically clarify to her that there was no longer the ancient concept of a legitimate wife and concubines.
Otherwise, if he made Jing Yan, such a formidable woman, a concubine, Li Qing was worried she would be displeased.
And not just her, what about the many other women he had then?
Though it was a trivial concern, Li Qing knew he still needed to take care of it thoroughly.
In that cozy little courtyard, wisps of cooking smoke were curling upward, and from afar, Li Qing could already smell the fresh scent of vegetables.
If everything was as usual, his sister-in-law was probably pickling vegetables.
Leading Jing Yan and Zi Ling through the door, he saw his sister-in-law pressing down on cabbage in a large jar, but Li Qing didn't know how to introduce them.
