The Emperor immediately laughed heartily, “Jing Yue National Lord is too kind. Compared to Jing Yue Nation, my Cheng Yun falls far short. It is an honor that Jing Yue National Lord is willing to grace our Cheng Yun with your presence!”
Lan Qiye smiled politely, “You’re too courteous! I suddenly have a very good proposal. I wonder if Your Majesty would be willing to hear it?”
The Emperor smiled and calmly asked, “National Lord, please speak freely!”
Lan Qiye nodded and continued, “Our Jing Yue Nation intends to form an alliance with Cheng Yun through marriage to establish friendly relations. What does Your Majesty think?”
The Emperor’s eyes brightened, showing slight excitement, “National Lord, are you serious?
It was known that Cheng Yun and Jing Yue Nations were comparable in territory but Jing Yue was far superior in military strength. If Jing Yue intended to lead the four directions, Cheng Yun might not be spared. Now that the other party was willing to form an alliance, it was absolutely beneficial to Cheng Yun.
“Naturally!”
His reaction was exactly as Lan Qiye had anticipated. Lan Qiye lightly curved his lips and smiled, “If Your Majesty agrees, we can discuss the marriage details when we return!”
“Good, good, good!”
The Emperor repeated “good” three times, happily saying, “For the National Lord to be willing to marry into our Cheng Yun is our honor. How could we possibly disagree? I’m just curious which princess of our nation has caught your eye?”
“Your Majesty misunderstood!”
Lan Qiye looked at Qi Chenxuan, a seductive smile on his lips, and said something shocking, “It’s not that I want to marry a princess from your country, but that our Jing Yue Nation’s Holy Maiden will marry your nation’s Crown Prince…”
The emperor couldn’t help but darken his face, asking incomprehensibly: “The Holy Lady of Jing Yue Kingdom is not only beautiful but also intelligent. What exactly are you dissatisfied with? Why won’t you agree?”
Qi Chen Xuan’s face was cold, and he replied coolly: “This son is not dissatisfied, just doesn’t want to wrong the Holy Lady!”
“What does that mean?”
The emperor became even more confused: “The Holy Lady of Jing Yue Kingdom becoming the crown prince’s consort is a perfect match. How could you say it would be wronging her?”
