After Chu Mo left, Fang Mingtong looked at the Emperor and asked, "Your Majesty, do you truly intend to marry off one of the princesses to him?"
Xu Zhongliang also looked at the Emperor, his eyes filled with doubts. Indeed, Chu Mo was outstanding, with a bright future ahead of him that anyone could see. But even if he was commendable, the Emperor of Great Xia wouldn't need to eagerly offer his daughter's hand in marriage to him.
Although Great Xia was a secular country, it was full of talents! Moreover, from a father's perspective, finding a brilliant genius did not guarantee a brilliant marriage.
The Emperor glanced at the two of them and sighed, "Your views, I naturally understand. I, a ruler of a nation, do not have many princesses under my knees. They may not all be stunning beauties, but at least they are attractive - am I really worried that I can't marry them off? The problem is, it seems... Xingxue is...somewhat fond of that boy!"
