“I think your tenth uncle treats you quite well. What do you think? Would you like to consider it?” Guo Luoluo said jokingly.

He Yue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Sister, are you joking? I don't like someone as reckless and naive as you."

The Eighth Prince's wife rolled her eyes, unconcerned: "Although Tenth Uncle is a bit impulsive and not as refined as Yinzhi, his heart is truly caring. I've never seen Tenth Uncle like someone so much before. How about it? Consider it?"

The Eighth Prince's wife urged him on, her eyes filled with seriousness, making Heyue realize that she was not joking.

He fell silent for a moment, and lowered his eyes.

"What's wrong?" The Eighth Princess Consort stroked her head in confusion. Seeing her silent appearance, she frowned and sighed softly, "If you don't want to, then forget it. I was just joking with you. I still hope that you can find someone you truly like."

"Does my sister really want me to marry the Tenth Prince?" Heyue asked softly, raising her eyes.

The Eighth Prince's wife paused for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Of course I hope you can live a good life. I used to match you with your twelfth uncle because I valued his humble and gentle nature, and his lack of involvement in any conflicts. I thought you would definitely have a good future with him. Who knew you would have no affection for him at all, and it almost caused us sisters to turn against each other. I don't want to force you, but I hope you will think it through carefully. If some people are destined to have no good outcome, it's better not to rush headlong into a fire like a moth."

"And what about my sister?" Heyue countered, her gaze intense. "Knowing the inevitable outcome, why did my sister still follow the Eighth Prince for that one in ten thousand chance?"