"Oh... Haha, it's nothing. Yue'er! It's not my father's nagging, you really should get married. If you don't get married, aren't you afraid that the imperial sisters will laugh at you?"
"Humph, I'm not afraid. Besides, even if I want to marry, I must find someone I like before marrying."
"Oh? Since ancient times, children's marriage has been ordered by their parents and the matchmaker. Your father has chosen it for you. Do you still have an opinion?" He thought to himself, this is all nonsense. Of course she has an opinion. If this girl didn't have any objections, she wouldn't call her Princess Mingyue.
Sure enough
"Father, I'm not talking about you. The sons, princes, and grandsons you told me about before are all either fat and big-eared and have eaten all their family's money, or they are weak and have no independent opinions. They are all playboys, and none of them are real husbands."
"Then... According to Mingyue's opinion, what kind of man is a true husband?"
"Well! I want to be a true husband..." Mingyue thought for a while, then paced and began to speak eloquently, "Of course you must have Zhu Kongming's wit, Sun Tzu's strategy, Cao Zhi's talent, Xiang Yu's spirit, and also understand You must love your wife and children, be devoted and devoted to me, and be obedient and obedient to me... Er... I mean, you must obey your father," Ming Yue said, suddenly realizing that she was a little carried away, and her cheeks turned a little crimson. But she didn't lower her head. Instead, she smiled mischievously, trying to cover up her shyness.