"That——"
"Hoho there is no need for you to look like that, I was just joking," Fu Zhao said with a smile on her face. Her expression changed so fast that Mo Qiang was sure that she even left her snake-like friends far behind in changing her expression.
' Your joke is way too harmful for my heart, do you know this, Your Majesty,' Mo Qiang thought bitterly. She patted her thumping heart and then laughed awkwardly, "Haha, your majesty. You are really funny."
"Haha, I know," Fu Zhao continued smiling. She then leaned back in her chair and placed her hands on her lap before questioning, "But do you really not want to marry my son? I thought you were quite obsessed with the idea of marrying him."
"Well people change…your majesty and I don't think that his highness will like to marry me," Mo Qiang answered. She still remembered the slap that readjusted her jaw, that mer was too strong for his own good and he didn't even know how to control his strength.
