"Well anyways, I want to marry Heize! Grandfather, help me talk to Heize. I'm willing to be a concubine," Die'er replied with a pout.
The medicine king shook his head helplessly. "Alright, I'll help you ask. However, even if Heize agrees to it, your parents may not. There are so many obstacles."
"Father and Mother once said that when I grow up, I can decide who I want to marry," Die'er said with a smile.
The medicine king couldn't reject his beloved granddaughter's request.
After dinner, the medicine king called Han Moze to his room.
"Ah Heize, how many wives do you plan to have in this lifetime?" He asked with a warm smile.
Han Moze smiled, so the medicine king called him to act as a matchmaker. Without hesitation, he rejected his proposal. "Grandfather Medicine King, I am perfectly content with Shuang'er and will not marry another."
