"Speak, what was the purpose of all that commotion at the gate?" Prince Pingxi asked, sitting on his high chair and looking at the two men.

There was still some displeasure on his face.

"Your Highness, we were forced into this situation before."

"We're here because of that incident before," Zhong Xiangyu's father said with a forced smile.

"No matter what, it's my good-for-nothing son who's at fault, but since it's happened, we can't pretend it never happened."

"We will not shirk the responsibilities we should bear."

"You little brat, hurry up and apologize to the Prince." Then Zhong Xiangyu's biological father turned to look at Zhong Xiangyu and said.

His face still showed a hint of disappointment and frustration.

"Your Highness, I offended your daughter last time. Please forgive me."

"I've come here for two reasons: first, to apologize to the Prince and his daughter; and second, to inform the Zhong family of our stance."

"A grand wedding procession with eight bearers, a proper marriage!" Zhong Xiangyu said, looking directly at the Prince of Pingxi.

"Heh, if it weren't for that accident last time, do you think you'd be standing here?"

“In the past, you would never have appeared before me.”

"My eldest daughter from the Pingxi Prince's mansion is naturally worthy of the best of the best," the Pingxi Prince said earnestly.

"As for you, do you dare say that you belong to the superiors?" Prince Pingxi said, looking at Zhong Xiangyu.

“I…I don’t belong.” Zhong Xiangyu looked embarrassed.

At this moment, I feel a little regretful that I didn't read more books in my spare time, so that I could at least become a scholar or a provincial graduate.

Not to mention Zhong Xiangyu, even Zhong Xiangyu's own father standing next to him looked a bit embarrassed.

However, in order not to appear even more embarrassed, he pretended that nothing had happened.

"Father." Just then, Li Jiaxin, the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Pingxi's mansion, walked into the room.

Upon hearing Li Jiaxin's voice, Zhong Xiangyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you here?" When the Prince of Pingxi saw his daughter arrive, he glared at her with annoyance.

"Sit down quickly, look at your future husband who has nothing to offer."

Zhong Xiangyu's face showed a hint of displeasure after hearing what the Prince of Pingxi said, but he did not show it.

“Your Highness, my father has it, and what belongs to my father is mine.” Zhong Xiangyu couldn’t help but reply.

Zhong Xiangyu's biological father, who was drinking water nearby, happened to hear this and immediately spat out a mouthful of water.

What a good son he is!

"You're quite proud of yourself?!" Prince Pingxi looked at Zhong Xiangyu speechlessly.

“Your Highness, not everyone has the chance to sponge off their father. Even you, Your Highness, can’t do that,” Zhong Xiangyu said smugly.

"You, you can do this!" After hearing Zhong Xiangyu's words, the Prince of Pingxi was speechless.

As for Zhong Xiangyu's biological father, who was standing to the side, he seemed unfazed and was usually quite talkative.

When Zhong Xiangyu made those remarks, Zhao Jiaxin glanced at him and thought he was quite sly.

“Your Highness, you think so too, right? I also think I can do it,” Zhong Xiangyu said with a smile.

"Your Highness, since both sides are interested, let's make it a date." Zhong Xiangyu's father quickly brought the topic back on track as it had strayed off course.

"If it were that easy to decide, wouldn't it make us seem worthless?"

“Besides a formal marriage, I also require your son to be at least thirty years old before you can take a concubine,” the Prince of Pingxi then said.

This was also to provide some security for his daughter.

After all, although he thought his daughter was the prettiest, others might not share his sentiments.

To prevent his beloved daughter from being angered by a concubine later, it's best to lay it all out in advance.

The people standing nearby looked surprised after hearing what the Prince of Pingxi said, as if they hadn't expected that a prince would know so much about the affairs of the inner quarters.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid this won't work." Then, Zhong Xiangyu's biological father said with a grim expression.

"What! You can't even meet this small request?!" The Prince of Pingxi's expression wasn't much better.

As for Zhao Jiaxin, who was standing to the side, she initially didn't care, but when someone refused, she felt that it couldn't be better.

"Your Highness, it's not that we want to refuse, it's just that my little rascal bullied a young lady before." Even Zhong Xiangyu's own father was a little embarrassed to continue.

Following Zhong Xiangyu's father's words, everyone thought of that day, and there was another woman there.

“That woman was betrothed to my son since childhood. Now that my son has bullied her, we can’t pretend it never happened.”

"Alright, we'll allow this one. Is that alright now?" Prince Pingxi then said with a displeased expression.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Hurry up and thank the Prince." Zhong Xiangyu's father glared at Zhong Xiangyu with annoyance.

How can they be so clueless?

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Don't thank me so quickly. Besides this, there are two more, but I can't think of them right now, so I'll owe them to you for now," said the Prince of Pingxi with a frivolous expression.

"Your Highness, this...this isn't quite right." Zhong Xiangyu's biological father looked extremely uncomfortable.

I'm most afraid of the unknown.

I'm also worried that something might happen at any time.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's settled then."

"Or is it that your Zhong family wants to experience the iron cavalry of my Pingxi Prince's Mansion?" the Pingxi Prince said with a serious expression.

"No, no, it's settled then." Zhong Xiangyu's father knew he couldn't say anything more at this point.

Then it stopped.

Afterwards, Zhong Xiangyu and his father sat for a while longer before leaving.

After the two left, Zhao Jiaxin reclined comfortably in the chair.

There were outsiders present; it was inappropriate to be impolite.

“My dear daughter, I originally wanted to find you someone who had everything, but I never expected that before I could even make a move, I had already decided on someone else.” The Prince of Pingxi was still full of resentment.

"Father, since it's already like this, let's not think about it anymore. Besides, it's not certain who will bully whom after I marry him," Zhao Jiaxin said after clenching her wrist.

"That's true. The Zhong family boy looks like a weakling; he definitely can't beat you." The Prince of Pingxi thought to himself, a smile on his face.

“Yeah, so what’s the point? It doesn’t matter who I marry,” Zhao Jiaxin said nonchalantly.

She was well aware of her appearance; she wasn't the type of woman other men liked.

Therefore, she has always been very self-aware.

It's good to treat each other with respect.

On the other side, Zhong Xiangyu and his father had just gotten into their carriage after leaving the Prince's Mansion.

Zhong Xiangyu then started yelling.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!" she said, rubbing her back.

"Serves you right! Who told you to always cause trouble outside?" Zhong Xiangyu's father said with a ruthless expression.

"Dad, stop talking. I've had enough bad luck already. Quickly rub my back, it's going to break." Zhong Xiangyu said with a crying face.

"Let's see if you'll learn your lesson next time." Although Zhong Xiangyu's biological father said this, his hand was already on his son's waist, and he started to rub it.