When going through the ceremony of bowing to heaven and earth, that uncouth duke pulled a lump of excrement onto Zhao Jin'er's instep.,Regardless of whether he was calling to himself, Zhao Jin'er still walked over to the small table in three steps and two strides, poured a bowl of hot tea for him, and held it out.,The man hesitated for a moment, then said gently, "My son isn't in good health, so asking you to marry into our family is quite inconvenient for you."。