Since it was harmless to them, even if Gong Jue Chen was unfathomably mysterious, she could also dismiss it as nothing.
After Gong Jue Chen left and there were no outsiders around, An Jing finally joked with Xiao Changyi, "Husband, instead of rising swiftly through the ranks or holding an office, wouldn't it be good to become a prince, so I can sit on an equal footing with you?"
"You are already equal to me," he paused, then Xiao Changyi added, "But if you really want to become a prince, I can go to the Imperial Capital right now, hold a knife to the old man's neck, and make him bestow one on you."
A prince's title is not an official position, and although she had established several great merits for Xiyun, being a woman, she was barely granted the title of a Seventh Rank Farmer Knight. If she wanted to be awarded a prince's title, the Emperor of Xiyun would definitely not agree, the only way would be by coercing the Emperor with a knife at his throat.
