Princess Zhaoqing pursed her red lips slightly and glanced in my direction.
I turned my head and said nothing. He chuckled with interest and looked at me sideways: "It doesn't matter, I hope Liang won't be someone who spreads his word everywhere, right?"
I nodded helplessly, as I had already said this, I would really offend Zhao Qing if I didn't say anything else.
Zhao Qing bit his lip and glanced at me quite hatefully. However, perhaps due to the presence of his sweetheart, his hatred was extremely restrained, but I could see it.
"Zhuanze, I..." I could feel that she was about to cry. Confessing her feelings in front of another woman would definitely embarrass her, who was always proud.
Unexpectedly, her heart suddenly changed and she blurted out: "I want my father to recruit you as his consort."
He looked at Zhao Qing with a half-smile but not a smile: "I thought it was some big deal. Since it is so," he said lightly, "Coming from the princess's mouth, Gongsun would be more respectful than obey her orders."
I stretched out my hand to support the white jade hairpin, feeling a pain in my heart. I paused, but with no expression on my face, I looked up at them and echoed: "Very good, very good."
Gongsun, whom I have loved for so long, will eventually belong to Zhaoqing.