Qin Rong also remembered the reason Li Mu went to the Northwest, and smiled, "You grew up together, your bond must be quite different, right?"
Tang Xiaobai noticed a slight chill in her tone, which made him even more alert, and he sincerely said, "Of course, our feelings are a bit better than average, but how can it compare to the bond of family and kin?"
Qin Rong smiled noncommittally, "Childhood companions are indeed enviable."
Tang Xiaobai couldn't quite grasp what she was envying, so he ambiguously responded, "You also have friends who grew up with you in Jiangnan, right, Miss Qin?"
Qin Rong looked at her with a grin, "I grew up with quite a few, but none I could take home as a spouse."
The young girl's face, which had just regained its fairness, flushed red again, and she stammered, "Others also, also haven't... it's not that... Miss Qin, you can't marry either..."
