Hearing Wang Yong's words, Old Lady Wang's proud expression froze, while Niu Xue Mei's face slowly broke into a relaxed smile.
She turned her head and asked, "Did he really say that?"
"Of course he did." Wang Yong adored Ye Qiu, and once he started talking about Ye Qiu he went on and on. "Not just General Li's granddaughter, but also the Disciple of the Think Tank, spies from Xin Country and so on—who among them isn't openly or secretly trying to curry favor with the Great General? But the Great General remains completely unmoved. Even when the Holy Emperor bestowed two palace maids to attend to his daily life, he refused them."
With every sentence he spoke, the smile on Niu Xue Mei's face grew brighter; in contrast, Old Lady Wang grew more and more embarrassed. Wang Yong was saying all this on purpose, wasn't he, just to refute what she'd said earlier? And how could such an ordinary woman as Niu Xue Mei possibly be fit to be the General's Wife?
