Xu Pengju and Mrs. Xu returned to their quarters. As soon as Mrs. Xu entered, she began to nag.
"Master, I think Baobao is right; we only have this one daughter. Instead of marrying her off, why not let her hold a sitting-in ceremony to attract a suitor?"
Xu Pengju contemplated for a moment: "This matter requires careful, long-term planning."
"You'd better hurry it up, though."
Mrs. Xu urged: "The Yue Family is just waiting to marry our Baobao. If we delay, I'm afraid it might become complicated to arrange."
Xu Pengju's face darkened slightly, he clenched his fists tightly and ground his teeth in thought for a long while: "Tomorrow you tell people outside that Baobao's illness has worsened again. Make sure the servants in our household appear distressed, and find more doctors to treat Baobao."
Mrs. Xu immediately knew what Xu Pengju was up to.
She agreed at once.
Anning watched Xu Bao'er fall into deep sleep before she sat up.
