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Faced with Madam Mingxue's teasing, Feng Qing's expression did not change. "I'm sorry to have made Duke Raymond misunderstand. I'm already married."

Feng Qing's tone was neither servile nor overbearing. Her voice was firm but polite. She did not want to dwell on this matter anymore. She's a married woman. No matter how good Duke Raymond was, she would not agree.

Madam Mingxue nodded secretly when she heard Feng Qing say that she was married. Ever since Raymond returned to the country, he had mentioned Feng Qing more than once, and every time he mentioned Feng Qing, he would feel regretful that she was already married.

"From your appearance, are you sixteen years old this year?" Madam Ming Xue asked. Feng Qing was too young. Her fair skin and flushed face exuded an invincible youthful aura, especially her pair of clear eyes. She looked like a high school student.

"I'm nineteen years old this year. I'm an adult in any country," Feng Qing replied politely.