Inside the cave mansion's guest hall, Shen Xuan and Lady Hu sat opposite each other across a jade table.
Shen Xuan personally held the teapot and poured her a cup of Flowing Frost Cold Soul Spirit Tea.
The tea soup was clear and cold, with a misty chill.
In Qin Country, Lady Hu was considered one of his few allies.
The higher the cultivation, the fewer the peers.
"Fellow Daoist Hu, what are your thoughts on this matter?"
Shen Xuan set down the teapot and asked.
Just now, Lady Hu displayed some impatience and expressed her worries.
It turned out, after Zhang Shifan's return to the family, the clan elders repeatedly pressured him, using "expand branches and leaves, continue the bloodline" as a reason to force him to take concubines.
"I and my husband made a vow, one life, one pair of people, unwavering in this life."
Lady Hu's eyes were slightly red, her voice carrying a hint of grievance.
Shen Xuan's heart stirred slightly, somewhat amused.
