The Seventeenth Prince looked at the Fourth Prince, waiting for him to speak. The Fourth Prince said, "You're not getting any younger. Do you have a girl you like? Because of the late Emperor, your marriage has been delayed. A man should marry when he's of age, and a woman should marry when she's of age. If you keep dragging this out, people might say I haven't planned for your future..."
Seventeenth Master smiled shyly, flattered and touched his head, saying, "Fourth Brother is joking. I've been too busy and haven't had time to think about this, so..."
The Fourth Prince pointed at the Seventeenth Prince and scolded him, "Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Consort Shu. She definitely wants to hold her grandson."
The Seventeenth Prince became even more embarrassed by his own words, and stood awkwardly at a loss for what to do. It was then that the Fourth Prince brought it up: "I have found a suitable girl for you, and I would like to ask for your opinion..."
The seventeenth prince looked up, his face flushed with embarrassment, and asked, "Who is Fourth Brother talking about?"
The Fourth Prince sat up straight and said, "Speaking of which, you know her father, he is the Grand Secretary Aling'a. The marriage I'm considering is with his youngest daughter, Niohuru Yuyin. I've heard that this woman is exceptionally beautiful, with a face like a fairy, and is well-versed in poetry, calligraphy, painting, and music. I think she's a perfect match for you, so I wish to bestow her upon you as my consort. What do you think?"
The Seventeenth Prince had some influence over Yu Yin; although they weren't very close, he knew she was a good girl. He momentarily forgot his surroundings and could only say to the Fourth Prince, "Your Majesty, I still want to go back and ask Mother's opinion. After all, this is a serious matter; it's best if Mother knows..."
Fourth Master smiled and agreed, letting out a long sigh of relief; he had finally completed the task Lanqin had assigned him. He then continued chatting casually with Seventeenth Master.
After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Seventeenth Prince left the palace with his personal guards, pondering all the way why the Fourth Prince had suddenly become concerned about his marriage.
Seeing that the Seventeenth Prince's face had been flushed ever since he came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the guard couldn't help but wonder and deliberately said, "The weather isn't very hot, so why is Your Highness's face so red?" After saying that, he looked up at the sky and silently touched his own face.
The Seventeenth Prince could only say, "Don't ask anymore. If you're curious, just be curious. Why all the pretense and buildup?" After saying that, he touched his face with the back of his hand and found it burning hot. He suddenly felt ashamed. He had never been troubled by anything, whether it was fighting on the battlefield or handling state affairs, but he blushed when it came to matters of the heart.
Seeing the Seventeenth Prince's expression, the attendant guessed what he was thinking and covered his mouth to chuckle. The Seventeenth Prince glared at him before asking, "How old are you this year?"
The servant was taken aback, then honestly replied, "This servant is fourteen today..."
The seventeenth prince stammered and asked, "Do you have someone you like?" The guard smiled nonchalantly and said, "Of course I do. She's my childhood sweetheart from the same hometown. I'll marry her when she comes of age."
The Seventeenth Master was stunned: "Getting married at such a young age?"
The guard was taken aback: "Your Highness, are you alright? Some of my age are already married, but Your Highness remains chaste and unconcerned with worldly affairs..."
The Seventeenth Prince was speechless, his mind replaying the thoughts of marriage, taking a wife, and intimate moments in the bedroom... Seeing the Seventeenth Prince's dazed state, the attendant advised, "However, Your Highness, there's no need to think too much. You are a handsome man, a member of the imperial clan, and a prince. Countless young ladies from noble families secretly admire you..."
Upon hearing this, the Seventeenth Master's confidence soared, and he looked up and chuckled to himself.
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