"It would be nice to think so." Li Meirong sighed, a sad sort of wistfulness in her words. Still, she sat motionless as Xiao An Fei continued to comb her hair. Absentmindedly, she lowered her eyes and murmured, "Can you tell me a bit about Zhu Qingyue?"

"Of course! What would you like to know?" Xiao An Fei asked, smiling brightly. 'Finally, Her Ladyship is showing interest in our Sovereign Lord!'

Li Meirong took a deep breath and asked, "You keep referring to Senior Zhu as a lord. Since he is the Grandmaster's son, does that mean that he has a royal title? And what are those duties he must always attend to?"

As she asked, Li Meirong felt Snowball's form turn noticeably stiff. Thinking that Snowball may have become startled by Xiao An Fei's proximity, she began to stroke his fur a little more gently, hoping to calm him down.

Xiao An Fei was glad she sat behind Li Meirong so her current expression could not be seen. The fox servant's face had paled considerably, and her eyes widened in shock.

How, exactly, was she supposed to answer?!

Following several breaths of silence, Xiao An Fei cleared her throat uncomfortably, her face returning to its original cheery look. "In regards to His Lordship's occupation, this question would be most suitable to be answered by him. As for his title, His Lordship is… he is indeed a lord! He inherited a vast amount of land, and holds a noble position in the cultivation world."

Li Meirong turned back to gaze at Xiao An Fei, her clear eyes fixated upon hers. "For a man of noble station, he doesn't seem to behave in a very orthodox fashion."

"That…" Xiao An Fei gulped hard. 'That is something we both can definitely agree on…' she thought.

"Furthermore, nobles often end up having several wives. Does that mean I will be one among many?" Li Meirong continued with her questions, eyes opening as she clutched a hand to her chest.

If that were the case, thought Li Meirong, then their relationship was bound to be doomed. Because there was no way she would be willing to compete with other women in a harem for the affections of a man, no matter what sort of traditions and regulations the ancient customs of this world dictated.

Behind Li Meirong, Xiao An Fei's expression remained bright and cheerful, but inwardly, it was the complete opposite. If the Fox Lord's subordinate didn't feel nervous before, then she surely felt herself diving straight into the abyss now!

What to do? If Xiao An Fei answered truthfully to Li Meirong, then the Fox Lord, who was currently overhearing the whole conversation, might snap her little body in two like a twig!