An Biqian has always disliked getting along with elders. Because she is nineteen years old. If she cannot get married again, she will really become an old girl. For this reason, the old lady of the An family talked a lot. It's just that most of them are useless efforts. She wanted to scold An Biqian, but this child was very well-behaved and polite. She really couldn't say anything, so she could only sigh silently: "This little girl is obviously born well. Her face is as bright as the morning glow, her pupils are as black as ink, she dances like a dragon, and she can also recite poems and compose poems, but..."
Just can't sing. To be more precise, no one has ever heard her sing. Eh? Maybe you can let her sing a song, maybe she can win the title of "the most talented girl in the capital"! Mrs. Su said with a smile. "Old lady, although we all really want to hear you say it's midnight now..."