"You're quite carefree," the Empress Dowager said.
"It's nothing, he's not suffering. He has someone in his heart now. What's the point of forcing him to get married?" Empress Dowager Cheng smiled.
"Aren't you afraid of how the world will see it? His status is already sensitive." The Empress Dowager glanced at Yan Nangui as she said this.
Everyone outside is saying that Yan Nangui deliberately prevented Lao Liu from getting a wife.
"If we listen to what people outside say, how can we live like this? Let's ignore them," Empress Dowager Cheng said with a smile.
She genuinely didn't care. She just did whatever her son said.
Before long, the Eighth Prince arrived. After paying his respects, he sat down, already knowing what was going on.
I know what to ask.
“Your sixth brother didn’t want to get married either, and no one forced him. But we all know why he didn’t want to. What about you? You need to explain yourself clearly, and then we won’t force you,” Yan Nangui said directly.
The Eighth Prince's face flushed red, then paled, then flushed again, and he stammered, "I...I...want to marry...to Sister Xue..."
Yan Nangui frowned: "Which Sister Xue?"
Consort Xiang was stunned, then her heart skipped a beat: "You child...you..."
"Who exactly is it?" Yan Nangui asked, puzzled.
"Your Majesty, it should be... our Jingxue."
Yan Jingxue.
Yan Nangui opened his mouth and then closed it again. After a long while, he said, "You really have a lot of skills."
"I...I know she...she got married, but she doesn't like it...I...I saw...her husband go...go to a brothel...I...I also know he was beaten like a pig's head by her, I...I...I..." The Eighth Prince was already stupid, and now that he was nervous, he couldn't even speak coherently.
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