Chapter 102: Fighting for Peaches (1) (1/2)

Countess Jing’an smiled and patted Miaozhen’s slender hand. “You’re the only one around here who I can count on to plan so perfectly. Miaozhen, you’re already seventeen this year. Do you have any plans for the future? You can’t possibly stay by my side forever.”

When she heard Countess Jing’an’s words, Miaozhen froze. She bit her lip and said, “Madam, Miaozhen wants to serve you forever.”

“What nonsense! As a lady, you’ll have to marry someday. How could you labour by my side for your whole life? If you really do that, wouldn’t your mother be hurt?”

Miaozhen was the daughter of Countess Jing’an’s nursemaid. When she was ten, her mother sent her to serve serve at Countess Jing’an’s side. Unfortunately, Countess Jing’an’s nursemaid had passed away from sickness sometime in the past few years. Before she died, she had begged Countess Jing’an to look after Miaozhen for her.

Since Miaozhen had always been smart and considerate, Countess Jing’an was happy to look after her.

Miaozhen’s eyes immediately turned watery. She looked up and cast a shy glance at the countess before mumbling quietly, “Madam, Miaozhen really doesn’t have any requests at all. Miaozhen would just like to marry someone in this estate so Miaozhen can continue to serve Madam even after marriage.”

Countess Jing’an stared at the girl she had watched grow up. As she thought, the images of suitable candidates popped up in her mind one after another, but in the end, she still crossed them all out.

The main steward of the outer court had a second son that might be suitable, and that child was also pretty clever. Unfortunately, that second son already took a wife last year. Otherwise, it would have been good for Miaozhen to become the wife of one of the estate’s stewards.

As she was distracted by her thoughts, a senior servant announced from outside that the heir of the family had arrived.

Just as the voice of the announcer faded away, Heir Jing’an entered the room.

“Mother, how has your health been lately?”

The heir of House Jing’an, He Changqi, had the body of a martial artist. He also looked the most similar to Count Jing’an. Although he wasn’t even thirty years old yet, his buff body, tan skin, and full beard made him look much older.

He was as tall as He Changdi, but if they stood together, no one would be able to tell that they were brothers.