Yun Fei could not understand this reasoning, but Gu Sinan did. It was just like how Gu Sinan had acted foolishly regarding Tan Cai'er's weak martial arts, while Yun Fei had thought things through thoroughly.
"Yun Fei, you are the one being foolish here. What man is not lustful? Meng Zhao is young, his martial arts are unrivaled, and his accomplishments are extraordinary. Even if he has certain proclivities, others will only be understanding rather than blame him. Even if this were brought before Sister-in-law, she would likely understand.
"Even if Cai'er marries him in the future, she will still hold the status of principal wife. That has nothing to do with Meng Zhao's ordinary concubines."
The two discussed matters concerning Meng Zhao and Tan Cai'er's marriage through Secret Voice Transmission. Most of the time, their views aligned; when they occasionally differed, they could persuade one another and reach a consensus.
However, though they wished to speak to Meng Zhao about this matter, they could not make the decision for him. They could only wait and see, offering a few hints. Ideally, Meng Zhao would take the initiative to propose marriage himself; otherwise, would they not lose too much face?
Meanwhile, Meng Family Manor also received a special guest—special enough that Meng Zhao made time amid his countless affairs to return from Yangwu Grand Barracks specifically to receive him.
Within the reception hall, fragrant smoke curled through the air, and exquisite tea snacks were arranged upon the table. The visitor himself appeared utterly at ease, picking up a peach blossom pastry as white as snow and savoring it.
He appeared to be around forty. Three faint lines crossed his forehead, his long hair fell over his shoulders, his skin was dark, and his features were ordinary—so unremarkable that, thrown into