"Tell me about it." He Xiangshan raised his hand and gestured.

Song also nodded on the side.

Seeing that both of them looked like they were listening carefully, He Lingjiang's heart turned slightly, and Zhengse said his thoughts.

It's just that she didn't care about Daohe Xiangshan and Song's thoughts as parents, so she didn't say anything to death, but said: "Although my daughter is now in peace, I just want to do a good job in the company, clear the remnants of the Divine Palace, and protect the stability of the people of Dazhou."

"Ling Jiang...... I don't want to get married for the time being." She looked at the picture album on Song's table, the meaning of which was self-evident, and then bowed down and asked, "I hope that Grandpa and Mother can understand Jiang Xinyi......

Song's hand pressed on the album and paused.

These days, she is here to make Jiang Yunjia and the two look at each other, although it is done in private, it can be imagined that Jiang should also know in his heart.

That's what she says now......

Is she dissatisfied with her meddling in her marriage, or is she really reluctant to talk about marriage for the time being?

Song couldn't help but look at He Xiangshan, wanting to see his reaction.

When He Xiangshan heard this, his eyebrows furrowed: "Doing things in the department is not necessarily related to marriage, why did Jiang have such thoughts?"

He advised, "Besides, although you practice occult arts, you have not entered the Xuanmen, but you are from a noble family, and you do not need to follow the rules and precepts of the Xuanmen. What's more, now among the Xuanmen who are not related to the same sect, not all the Xuanshi are not involved in marriage, and there are not also those Xuanshi who have married Taoist couples......

For example, today's view of the seventy-two palaces of Xuanmen, although most Xuanmen are devoted to the occult arts, they have not completely abandoned the world.

Birth and accession, affection and ruthlessness, all have people to cultivate, it depends on personal choice.

He Ling Jiang shook his head lightly and explained, "Ling Jiang is not limited to this. It's just that now her daughter Fang Jilu is not very old, and it is when she is improving in the occult arts, and there is an opportunity in the division, wouldn't it be a pity if she used her mind elsewhere?"

"The sons and daughters of the world all want to make achievements and become famous, and the wishes of daughters are not inferior to those of men—" She looked up at He Xiangshan, and although the words in her mouth were soft but firm and powerful: "Let Jiang Yuan succeed in the mystic arts, and use his own body to clear the evil in the world, and from now on, the mountains and rivers will be safe, and the world will be safe!"

He Xiangshan's heart shook suddenly, and after a while, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, what she wanted was not inferior to the sons of the world?

There are so many sons, and few dare to say this.

But it's she, a little lady, who said what others didn't dare to say, and did what others didn't do.

Ling Jiang is really good-looking, so good that he thinks that this little He family, one day, will not be able to fit her.

He sighed in his heart, more than once he regretted that she was born as a daughter, but he was glad that she was born as a daughter.

Although he told Ling Jiang to properly restrain the light, but the pearl is the pearl, even if the light is temporarily covered, there will always be a day to shine.

From Linchuan to Yingdu to Beidi, what Ling Jiang did was destined to make her low-key, and it was also destined that she would not be like an ordinary little lady, comfortable in the back house, confined between her husband and children.

In addition to the eldest son who is no longer there, compared to other children, he has poured more effort into Ling Jiang.

He originally thought that he would teach her to read and reason, and also spoil her carefree, and when she grew up, he would find a good son for her who would treat her wholeheartedly. No matter when, the He family is always behind her.

Later, the changes in the He family made this child show his hidden talent, and he realized that in the years he had been lingering on the sickbed, Ling Jiang was no longer the child who only knew how to be spoiled.

Now, she doesn't mean this, and she doesn't seem to have a reason to force her.

What's more, He Xiangshan clearly knew that according to Ling Jiang's temperament, since she was so cautious, she naturally had her own considerations and insistence.

"Ling Jiang ......," He Xiangshan said, "You have ambitions in your heart, and Grandpa will not stop you. As you say, you are only now in the right place, and there is no rush in the matter of marriage. In this Yingdu, there are also many people's daughters who are raised until they are seventeen or eighteen years old before getting married

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He looked at He Ling Jiang and said softly, "Your mother and I won't urge you now. But you have to promise Grandpa, don't really give up your heart to marry."

He sighed: "As parents, we always hope that our children can find a lover to be with us for a lifetime, and have children to share the family, instead of facing the wind and frost of this world alone."

Facing Ling Jiang now, he was really worried that she had the intention of completely escaping into the Xuanmen and not getting involved in marriage.

She also persuaded herself to look at some of the poets' refusal to get married, where is the shame and longing of the little lady to talk about marriage, but now that she thinks about it, this child has really taken a light view of the marriage between men and women.

If she really had such thoughts, her bloodline would be completely broken......

He Lingjiang nodded, not answering but not refusing: "My daughter will think about it carefully."

He Xiangshan sighed in his heart, what will happen to this child in the future, it is really not something he can control. The life I planned for her at the beginning could only be a fantasy.

He Xiangshan waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you can remember." If you don't want us to think about these things for you all day long, Grandpa and your mother won't rush you."

Speaking of this, he added, "But if you really have someone you like, remember to tell us, but don't hide it from Grandpa."

He Ling Jiang's eyes were slightly bent, and he replied with a smile, "Ling Jiang remembers."

With that, she took out a stack of posts from her sleeve and handed them to Song: "In this case, these posts will bother my mother. Ling Jiang has been busy with the affairs of the company these days, and he has no time to go to the banquet......

Song glanced at it, and sure enough, it was the post she had asked He Yunjia to send earlier.

This kid......

But Lord Lang has said this, what can she do?

She sighed faintly, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

He Ling Jiang smiled, saluted the two of them, and then exited the room.

Song watched her figure disappear outside the door, and couldn't help but complain to He Xiangshan: "Lord Lang, you are really too responsive to Ling Jiang's needs. The rest of the matter is settled, but how can the marriage of this little lady's family be delayed?"

The good years of the little lady, the total number of years has only been in the past few years, and now if you don't hurry up to find a good husband, it will be difficult when you get older.

He Xiangshan took her hand and patted it soothingly, "I know that you are for Jiang Hao. But you also know that if her mind is determined, and I don't agree, who can force her?"

Song couldn't help but choke, the previous Ling Jiang was a little stubborn and arrogant, which made people helpless, but now Ling Jiang is like iron between her gentle words, and it is even more difficult to change her mind.

Ay......

Song said helplessly: "You have admitted to being a grandfather, what can I do? She had to go......

He Xiangshan smiled: "Isn't our little lady of the He family still worried about getting married? Even if it's a night or two, it's okay. What's more, Ling Jiang is now destined to be different from ordinary boudoir ladies, let's ...... Let's worry less, and let her go for the next two years."

This one by two, Song sighed, looking at the album at hand, she only looked at the remaining Yun Jia, but she didn't want to regenerate the thoughts on the side.