Everything she said came from the bottom of her heart.
Deep down, He Kaliannuo truly wished that Meng Jingwei had the ability to take over the position of Hidden Lord, allowing her to break free from the shackles of being the 'Hidden Lord'.
She was too tired these years.
"I've already made up my mind. When the time comes, I'll have many, many children with you, manage the household and be a good wife, and I'll be responsible for being beautiful while you're responsible for earning money to support the family. Our family will live happily ever after. Life like this is enough."
She crossed her arms, leaned against the chair, tilted her head, and gazed at a certain spot, fantasizing about a beautiful future.
Perhaps the excessive beauty made He Kaliannuo feel happy too, and the corners of her lips involuntarily curved into a smile.
Qing Muye's brow furrowed slightly, then relaxed, and he couldn't help but let out a chuckle, "Young Master Liannuo is very beautiful, but don't have too beautiful dreams. As a person, one cannot be too greedy."
He Kaliannuo was taken aback. Her gaze fell on Qing Muye. She suddenly stood up, placed her hands on the headboard behind him, and looked down at the man lying on the bed.
They were so close that they could see the fine fuzz on each other's faces, and even feel each other's breathing.
Qing Muye smelled the fragrance from her, felt a physiological repulsion, and was somewhat displeased.
"What are you doing?"
His sharply slanted sword-like eyebrows furrowed, seeming to express some displeasure.
He Kaliannuo raised her delicate eyebrows, with a hint of unrestrained arrogance, "You just said that this Young Master is very beautiful?"
"Mm."
The gentlemanly Qing Muye nodded, frankly admitting it.
She was indeed beautiful, but not his type.
"Since you think this Young Master is beautiful, why don't you consider submitting to me?" As she spoke, she thought for a moment and made a promise, "As long as you agree to marry this Young Master, I will disband my harem and from now on, we will be each other's only one for life. How about it?"
Qing Muye's eyes, as deep as a cold abyss, grew even more profound, and finally, a hint of coldness flashed in his pupils.
He Kaliannuo ignored it and continued to talk volubly, "If you are willing to be with me, I will allow you to stay in Lancheng most of the time. I can sign an agreement with you and give you the mining rights for several gold and silver mines. What do you say?"
She believed this condition was extremely, extremely tempting.
As long as one was human, they would basically not refuse such generous terms.
"Do you know what it is that you cannot take with you when you are born and cannot take with you when you die?"
His tone was faint.
"What?"
"Money."
Qing Muye replied casually.
Then, he raised his hand, placed his large palm on He Kaliannuo's face, and pushed her back, "Stay away from me. The fragrance is too strong, it makes me sick."
He Kaliannuo was pushed aside by him.
He Kaliannuo, whose cheeks were previously flushed with a slight smile, pouted dejectedly and snorted, "What kind of person are you? You're like a rock, impervious to persuasion. It's really a headache."
She sat on the chair indignantly, "I really don't know what kind of charm Meng Jingwei has that makes you like her so much."
Qing Muye lowered his eyelids, lost in thought, and asked, "Then what do you like about me?"
"Ah?"
She was stunned, not understanding why Qing Muye asked that.
Then she heard him say, "I can change anything."
He Kaliannuo, whose face was filled with anticipation just a moment ago, immediately drooped her little face and glared at him angrily, "Qing Muye, are you not happy unless you make this Young Master furious?"
"You cling to me every day, why haven't I seen you consider the feelings of the men in your harem?"
"I..."
The fatal question rendered He Kaliannuo speechless.
She pouted and waved her hand, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault, okay? I promise I won't talk about taking you into my harem anymore."