Slapping the face of the Imperial Censor_1

Xiaotao sniffled and nodded her head, "The master has to keep his word. When I get married, if I ever get bullied, you have to stand up for me!"

"Tomorrow, I'll tell everyone in the mansion. We'll hold an official ceremony at an appropriate time, which should happen before my own marriage. You won't need to call yourself a slave in front of me or in front of my new wife!"

Tears welled up in Xiaotao's eyes again.

She understood the deeper sense behind Shen Cong's arrangements.

If she were to remain a slave, she would have to serve the new madam when she arrived, and she might even be treated with caution. But if she were to become a sister, there would be no chance of any emotional entanglement with him for the rest of her life. After all, it would be publicly known, and they could not act recklessly.

Plus, she would eventually marry and leave, so the new madam naturally wouldn't have to worry too much.

The master had taken such good care of her!