Lu Ziyuan stared for a few seconds, suddenly reached out to take the cup of wine held by the woman, and drank it down.
The silent hall suddenly erupted in cheers.
Chen Wen's eyes shone as he smiled at his daughter, saying, "Now that Mr. Lu has taken a liking to you, stay by his side and serve him well."
"Wait," Lu Ziyuan raised his hand, saying: "I have no intention to take a concubine."
When he said this, Chen Wen's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly smiled: "Mr. Lu has not yet taken a wife, indeed it's not appropriate to take a concubine first. It would be a blessing for my daughter to serve you, even if as a slave or maid."
Even as an illegitimate daughter, she is still the illegitimate daughter of a third-rank official, presented as a concubine but not needed, directly as a slave or maid, lowering her status to such a degree, refusing would seem unreasonable.
Lu Ziyuan glanced again at the girl whose face had already turned pale, ignoring her.
