"That day's matter, this humble woman had already asked around about it. Many thanks to Manor Lord for saving Ming'er's life. This humble woman offers you a toast!"
Silver Pool Madam gently pursed her lips and smiled serenely, her bright eyes curving into crescent moons. Holding the wine cup in both hands, she gracefully brought it to her lips and took a small sip.
Silver Pool Madam truly was an elegant woman. In matters of etiquette and bearing, she was even more proper and refined than Yu Qianqian and Princess Lanfei—graceful, noble, and exceptionally captivating.
Had Ning Xiaochuan not known her identity, and had he not known that she had already borne children, even he might have been conquered by her every smile and frown, mistaking her for a Royal Heavenly Daughter blessed with both talent and beauty.
"It was merely a small effort, not worth mentioning!" Ning Xiaochuan raised his cup and drained it in one gulp.
Silver Pool Madam lightly bit her snowy white teeth against her lip and said softly, "Ming'er said that he wished to take Manor Lord as his master?"
Ning Xiaochuan raised a brow and smiled. "Madam need not worry. The Marquis merely mentioned it casually."
Yet Silver Pool Madam shook her head. With a trace of sorrow in her voice, she said, "But I hope Manor Lord can teach him and become his master!"
She gazed at Ning Xiaochuan with a pitiable look, ripples glimmering in her beautiful eyes, filled with yearning.
Ning Xiaochuan could not bear it when she looked at him like that. "Why? Qi Tian Marquis's Mansion is filled with experts like clouds. Is there no one who can teach him? Madam herself is a supreme Martial Dao expert. Could you not be his master?"
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