Baili An's eyes were covered, unable to see the expressions of the two women struck by lightning, he softly called: "Little Shuang?"
Yin Baishuang whimpered slightly, covering her face with both hands.
Poor Li Bansheng still held the impression of Baili An from two hundred years ago, when he was a gentle and benign scholarly youth.
Li Bansheng, although always courteous and gentle to others, had a deep-seated pride and nobility.
Throughout her life, she most despised the frail scholarly youths who couldn't wield a sword or were powerless.
If her Jing'er hadn't been born with blocked spiritual orifices and looked dark and ugly, while this child seemed gentle.
Yet he was genuinely obedient, always complying with Jing'er.
Couple that with Jing'er's affection for him, it was only then that Li Bansheng had the strong desire to take him as a son-in-law.
