For some reason, when pondering this question, Zhan Lan's mind conjured up the image of Mu Yan.
She then shook her head and looked at Liu Xi, "I don't think so, no man is worth the risk for me!"
Zhan Lan bent down and gazed into Liu Xi's eyes, a sly smile playing on her lips, "If your future husband dares to treat you poorly, I'll help you slice him up bit by bit and find you another one. Three-legged toads are hard to find, but men with two legs are a dime a dozen!"
"Goodness, my lady, you're talking nonsense again!" Liu Xi displayed the coy shyness unique to young maidens.
...
Mu Yan and Zhan Lan had a falling out, and he was displeased all day, so much so that Vermilion Bird dared not even mention Zhan Lan's name.
Because under his cold and oppressive air, Vermilion Bird felt almost suffocated.
Little White also wisely refrained from disturbing his master and merely exchanged looks with Vermilion Bird.