Chapter 357: Request for Marriage
When Handan said this, Furong's reaction was the strongest: "I don't want to go back. I will die if I go back."
Handan walked up to Furong and looked at her with cold eyes: "Furong, you are a holy envoy, but you can't keep yourself clean. No matter what the reason is, it is a capital crime. But don't worry, after you die, Nanyue will always remember this humiliation."
Feng Xuan couldn't listen any longer: "Saint Envoy Handan, envoys from all countries are here, please give me some face today. Saint Envoy Zhaolin and Saint Envoy Furong have already taken this step, and many things are irreversible. Then I ask Saint Envoy Handan to write a letter back to Nanyue to express my feelings."
Handan turned around and looked at Feng Xuanyi: "What does the King of Xixia mean?"
"I will ask Nanyue to marry the Holy Envoy Furong on behalf of this unworthy son. In the future, Nanyue and Xixia will be one family."
At this juncture, Feng Xuanzhen could only treat this matter as a marriage alliance.
"The King of Xixia wants to make peace with my Nanyue?"
Feng Xuan nodded: "I remember that marriages between South and Vietnam have always been arranged by holy envoys. I wonder if Zhao Lin has this blessing?"
Indeed, in Nanyue, the Holy Envoy could lose his virginity in only one situation, that is, marrying another country on behalf of the ruler of Nanyue. However, there were very few precedents for this, because there were very few noble princes in any country who were willing to marry a servant girl as their principal wife.
Feng Zhaolin was naturally unwilling to do so. His position as the principal wife was to be reserved for someone more useful.
But now, there is no other way except to marry Furong.
Concubine Nian heard a turning point from Feng Xuan's words, and she didn't care about anything else: "Saint Envoy Handan, I am the mother of Zhao Lin, and I also want Saint Envoy Furong to be Zhao Lin's principal wife. I wonder if Nanyue can agree?"
㱗At this moment, whether it was Feng Xuanqi or Nian Fei, they both lowered themselves in order to save Feng Zhaolin and not to offend Nanyue.
Handan did not agree immediately. She looked at Feng Zhaolin first and asked, "Does the Third Prince agree?"
No matter what Feng Zhaolin was thinking, he could only nod in agreement.
Then, Handan looked at Furong again: "Furong, what do you think?"
Everyone in South Vietnam looked at Furong, waiting for her answer.
Furong was always a Saint Envoy that the Saintess relied on very much, and she was pure and clear in their eyes. Although Furong's actions and words before had disappointed them a little.
But now that they have come to this, they still hope that Furong can be tough for once. Even if it means death, she cannot live in humiliation.
If it was Handan, she would rather commit suicide than endure such humiliation.
But Furong would not do that. She cherished her life more than anyone else. Under the invisible pressure from the people of Nanyue, Furong still nodded: "If Nanyue and Xixia can be united forever, it can be regarded as Furong's contribution."
After hearing Furong's extremely hypocritical words, the people of South Vietnam all had disappointment and contempt in their eyes.
The holiness represented by the Holy Envoy seemed to have been completely forgotten by Furong.
Handan was not surprised: "Furong, since this is your choice, I will personally write a letter and send it back to Nanyue. If the Queen knew that you are willing to stay in Xixia for the sake of peace between the two countries, she would definitely be pleased."
Handan's words sounded high-sounding, but to Furong they sounded full of irony. She survived, but also lost all her value.
In the past, the holy envoys had represented their sovereigns in marriages, which had always left a good reputation for South Vietnam. But her "marriage" would probably become a stain in the history of South Vietnam.
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