Chapter 100 Someone is messing up! Can we step up our efforts?

Only after confirming that He Zhaojun was truly willing did He Yong reluctantly bow and say, "Your Majesty, my son is just the daughter of a vulgar military commander. I'm afraid I'm marrying up to the Third Prince!"

Concubine Yue felt a headache. She understood that He Zhaojun did not want to marry Wen Ziduan, but was forced to do so due to the situation. She had to give He Zhaojun some space and time. Otherwise, even if the two of them did not become a couple of enemies, they would find it difficult to confide in each other.

"In that case, Zhaojun, you can continue to enter Yongle Palace and stay by my side, okay? Don't treat me as your future aunt-in-law, just like before." Concubine Yue spoke, and He Zhaojun naturally agreed.

"Knowing that you're marrying up to the Third Prince, why do you still dare to agree to his proposal?" A young woman emerged from behind a screen, walked around to the center of the hall, and bowed to Emperor Wen. "Your humble servant, Yue Ling, niece of the Young Marquis of Yue, pays homage to Your Majesty."

Emperor Wen covered his head, but Concubine Yue reminded him: "She and Ziduan are cousins. They knew each other when they were young, and Ziduan seemed to have considered marrying her as his concubine."

Emperor Wen was intrigued when he heard this: "Then why did you give up?"

Concubine Yue turned her head away and said, "He later felt that Yue Ling supported the people in her family, liked to act like a spoiled child and had a narrow vision. She was not a good match."

Emperor Wen rolled his eyes and said, "Stand up and answer. Are you dissatisfied with Sanlang's proposal to marry He Zhaojun?"

Yue Ling continued to kowtow: "I feel that He Shi is not a good match for Sanlang. Moreover, if that is the case, where does that put me? Sanlang and I have long been..."

The marriage had already been discussed, but he just unilaterally changed his mind.

As she spoke, she began to cry in the hall, recounting every detail of her time with the Third Prince, from their acquaintance in childhood to their later interactions. Although she never said it explicitly, she was beating around the bush, saying how well-matched she and Wen Ziduan were.

He Zhaojun, standing by, took in everything. She glanced at Wen Ziduan quietly and asked, "Are you interested in taking her as your consort?"

Wen Ziduan frowned repeatedly. "It sounds so noisy. She and I only spent some time together when we were young... but I certainly don't want her to be my bride now."

He Zhaojun nodded. She didn't think about it now, but she had thought about it before. It seemed that if she could let Yue Ling marry the Third Prince, would he let her go?

Thinking of this, He Zhaojun also burst into tears. "I never imagined that Sister Yue Ling was so deeply in love with the Third Prince and cared so deeply about him. I heard their story and found it very touching. In comparison, I have only spent so little time with the Third Prince, so naturally I cannot be the first to do so."

Emperor Wen groaned, "Uh... so what do you mean?"

Wen Ziduan pulled He Zhaojun's sleeve and pinched her fingers: "How dare you say that?!"

He Zhaojun ignored him and bowed, "How about letting the Third Prince marry Sister Yue Ling and make this a beautiful story?"

Concubine Yue knew that He Zhaojun was shirking responsibility again, and she slammed the table in anger, "What about you? What do you think? Didn't you just say that Ziduan is the dream lover of the girls in the capital, and aren't you attracted to him too?"

He Zhaojun nodded repeatedly and cried even louder, but she held her tears for a long time, which seemed a little insincere. "I cannot let go of His Highness the Third Prince, but I also cannot bear to separate such a perfect match. So, I will remain unmarried from now on. I will recite sutras and pray for His Highness and his wife, wishing them a long life of love."

In an instant, such a sudden change caught everyone off guard. Not only Wen Ziduan, but even Yue Ling felt at a loss. Why was this different from what she expected?