"Didn't notice at all that Miss wanted Master to enter our courtyard.
Even if Miss married into the family later, she has a Spirit Root, just like Master, both are Cultivators, unlike the other wives..."
Before the plump maid finished her sentence, Zhang Qingmiao glanced at her.
She immediately shut her mouth.
"I think my husband's actions are actually for the better."
Zhang Qingmiao said softly.
"Miss, you're being foolish!"
The plump maid was greatly puzzled.
Zhang Qingmiao gave her another look, gently tapped her little head, and slowly said, "My husband is passionate and sincere.
He doesn't just care about whether I have a Spirit Root.
Or rather.
While he cares about Spirit Roots, he hasn't forgotten the bond with the previous wives.
If my husband becomes a Second-grade Alchemist one day, the family might gain a few more newlyweds.
By then.
