Emperor Wen Zhao shouted outside: "Come in!"

Only then did Zhao Defeng go in. When he saw Han Chengsong kneeling on the ground, he knelt beside him and then kowtowed, "Uncle, I'm here to ask for marriage."

Emperor Wen Zhao scolded: "You bastard! Get up and go find your aunt! Things here have nothing to do with you."

Zhao Defeng kowtowed again, "Uncle, I want to marry him! I beg your uncle to grant me permission."

Emperor Wen Zhao touched his forehead and patted it heavily. Seeing the child like this was like seeing his cousin kneeling in front of his uncle...crying to get married.

Why doesn't this stupid kid understand? How unreliable is it to ask a man to give up his status just to marry you? Just like he will live and die for you, that's all deception.

Even if I marry a woman from a poor family, my status will not be affected, so why marry you?

There's something going on here! It's so serious that my heart trembles just thinking about it!

You are not stupid, why do you have to get involved in it?

He raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Defeng. His hands were shaking with anger, but he didn't know where to start. He thought of his uncle, the old prince, and why Shiro and Tongtong insisted on letting the gunpowder explode once.
Chapter completed!