"Mother knows, Ayu is the most understanding." Su Yuejiao gently stroked her face. She didn't wish for both daughters to marry into the Marquis Mansion, but the matter had already been decided, and there was no way to change it. She could only resign herself to fate.
"I'm sorry. It was my willfulness that caused you to worry."
Feng Changqing wanted to punish Fengyu, but looking at her obedient and aggrieved demeanor, he couldn't bear it. Fengyu's eyes reddened, softening Feng Changqing's heart, making him think that such an obedient daughter must have been wronged by Xie Xun.
Su Yuejiao, however, was anxious. Thankfully, there was only one more month until Feng Shu and Xie Zhang's wedding, ensuring no surprises. Otherwise, the matter between Fengyu and Xie Xun would surely cause an uproar.
The flesh of the palm and the back of the hand are both precious; she simply hoped both daughters could live safely and happily.
