Zuo Xiangning unexpectedly looked at Zuo Ziteng.
She had thought that Zuo Ziteng was here to ask her to help Xiangyu and plead with Madame Jiang not to agree to the marriage with the King of Liang.
"The matter of your third sister marrying the King of Liang has already spread outside, and she has to marry even if she doesn't want to," said Zuo Ziteng, looking at the teacup in his hand. "If this keeps spreading, it will only make your third sister more embarrassed. It's better to just marry her off now. Once she's in the Mansion of the King of Liang, she will be the Principal Consort, a respected woman in the capital."
"Why don't you tell third sister yourself?" Zuo Xiangning smiled. "As her brother, your words carry more weight than those of a sister."
"She won't listen to me," Zuo Ziteng said with self-deprecating laughter, "Right now, she probably only listens to you."
Zuo Xiangning truly did not know when Xiangyu would listen to her.
