Shui Yihan: Dugu Zhuo rushed to deliver a letter, and at the same time ordered someone to bring a marriage certificate.
Queen Rong: Your Majesty, did you accept this marriage certificate?
Shuixian'er: I don't agree. That fat guy was fat, short, black and ugly, and he crushed my little piglet to death. Father and Queen, how could you let your daughter, who is as beautiful as a flower and a fairy, marry such an ugly monster? I won't marry, even if I kill you, wu wu wu...
The next day, in Gongzizhao's mansion, Shui Xian'er looked at Gongzizhao in front of her and couldn't believe her eyes. The Gongzizhao in front of her was eight feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, dressed in a feather cloak, handsome and elegant, and behaved like a god who had fallen into the mortal world. He took a sip of tea and said lightly:
Dugu Zhao: I heard that I am black and ugly.
Shui Xian'er: Haha, the temperament of a young man is extraordinary. Anyone who says this must be a blind man.
Dugu Zhao: I heard that I am lazy and fat.
Shui Xian'er: Young Master Mo Shang is like jade. Anyone who says this must be jealous of your great beauty. Haha, haha, hahaha...
Gongzizhao: In that case, the princess should accept the marriage certificate.
After listening to Gong Zizhao's words, Shui Xian'er screamed in her heart:
Narcissus: But, I'm here to break off the engagement!
Intention: power disputes, struggle for hegemony