He paused and said: "They said that no woman is worthy of me. Later, Niboluo Kingdom presented their princess."

"Then what?" Xue Qingyin asked.

Seeing Xue Qingyin's curiosity, the king of the Meng clan smiled: "I don't like her, so I asked her to worship Xian Ruopu."

"What is Xian Ruopu?"

"It is the god worshiped by the Mon people."

"oh."

"So I don't have a wife anymore."

Xue Qingyin stopped talking again.

The king of the Meng clan was not disappointed, so it was good to just take a second look at the beautiful woman opposite.

He continued: "When my father was still alive, he once thought that it would be great if he could marry a princess of the Liang Dynasty. Unfortunately, the emperor of the Liang Dynasty married their princess to Beidi. The Liang Dynasty looked down upon the Meng people, so they still

When we are still a group of beggars living on the plateau."

Xue Qingyin knew that the princess he said was married to Beidi should be the mother of the fourth princess.

"Later my father died, but I remembered this will. Day and night I thought about what the princess of the Liang Dynasty should look like? What should the capital of the Liang Dynasty look like?"

The king of the Meng clan stared at her and smiled: "Today I finally know that the princess of Liang Dynasty may not be as beautiful as you."

These words sounded like compliments.

But Xue Qingyin only found it uncomfortable.

They all started because of beauty. The difference between him and King Wei is... this man regarded her more as a symbol of power.

It seems that capturing the beauty of Liang Dynasty is equivalent to capturing the Central Plains in one's own hands.

This man is not old, but his ambition is not small.

But it’s also a good thing…

If her ambition is not big enough, she is afraid that she will not be able to provoke him and Lin Gu, the national preceptor.

"I thought you would blush after I said these words." The Mon king continued.

Xue Qingyin sneered: "If I were to express my true feelings, there are poems and lyrics in Zhongyuan, and euphemism is the only way to move people. I will definitely not be like you."

Once you understand what the Mon king wants, it will be easy to choose a suitable attitude to deal with him.

The Liang Dynasty was an insurmountable mountain for the Mon people.

Because it was insurmountable, the young Mon king wanted to climb even more.

The more difficult it is, the more it arouses his desire to conquer.

This vast land is like this, and so are the people.

Sure enough, the King of the Meng clan was not angry after hearing her scoffing voice.

It seems that in his mind, beauties from the Central Plains are so hard to come by.

Difficulties make people distinguished.

"When I enter the Central Plains, I will definitely hire a teacher who is good at poetry and prose to teach me well," said the Mon king.

Be ambitious, be able to humble yourself, and be willing to learn.

Xue Qingyin had to say that this person might be a bit difficult to deal with.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb you anymore." The king of the Meng clan got up and walked out.

When he reached the door, he stopped for a moment and asked, "Why don't you even want to look at me? I'm not more handsome than that King Xuan?"

Xue Qingyin slowly turned her head and asked: "How old are you?"

"sixteen."

"A little bit older."
Chapter completed!