However, Nanli did not enjoy delicate tasks such as brewing tea.
The two of them sat in front of the charcoal stove, one brewing tea and the other reading a book.
The tea was ready, its fragrance wafting through the air.
Ye Siheng brought the tea to her.
Nanli took a sip and said, "You seem to have had quite a bit of free time lately."
In the past, Ye Siheng wouldn't have had the leisure to brew tea for her, as he would have been busy with other matters in the Marquis's residence.
But now, he smiled lightly, as enchanting as a blooming flower, and said, "A'li, why don't we marry after the New Year?"
Nanli was taken aback and asked, "Are you in such a hurry?"
Her older brothers' marriages hadn't been settled yet, and here she was, the youngest sister, being proposed to first?
Ye Siheng's gaze dimmed when he saw that she didn't immediately agree.