The gifts were indeed generous: a pair of jade mandarin ducks, an Avalokitesvara for child-giving, a pair of exquisitely made porcelain child figures...
To the observer, it seemed like a sincere wish for his perfect union with the second Miss Li and the flourishment of their future descendants.
However, this excessively elaborate sincerity was incredibly jarring to Duan Lan. From these gifts, he seemed to perceive the provocative gaze of Marquis Mu Houchu.
Duan Lan tossed the gift list aside, impatiently saying, "Take it away."
"Yes." Qingyun wouldn't dare upset his young master, especially not when the wedding was imminent. There was no room for mishaps.
Duan Lan looked at the hanging flower lantern in the room, sneered and said, "There will be plenty of time in the future. Isn't this hasty celebration a bit too early?"
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