"In a few years, when the new policies are fully implemented and everything is going smoothly, I plan to go to Baiwo City with A Yan..." Bai Qingyan did not hide this from her brother, gently patting Kangle who was asleep in her arms, and whispered, "So, whether the status matters or not, it's really not important, A Yan thinks the same way!"
Rather than having him marry her again as the Ninth Prince of the Yan Kingdom and letting outsiders speculate about whether he was originally the Zhou Emperor's consort, and perhaps some wanting to see what's under his mask, it's better not to remarry and wait to go to Baiwo City someday.
This was also Xiao Rongyan's intention.
"Elder Sister!" Bai Qingyu sat up straight, frowning tightly.
Bai Qingyan seemed to not have heard him, smiling as she spoke to Mrs. Dong, "Mother, you only made clothes for A Yan, and not for A Yu... A Yu is jealous."
"I'm not!" Bai Qingyu quickly retorted.
