Seeing that all the princes had somber faces, Consort Yin could only force a smile.
She remembered the mysterious female warrior's words and remained neutral.
The Emperor asked her to arrange a marriage for the Sixth Princess, and she went along with it, neither arranging the match nor stopping it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our dynasty's youngest sixth princess," Consort Yin said with a graceful smile, her tone gentle yet devoid of emotion as she relayed Shang Xiche's words word by word: "The princess has reached marriageable age. His Majesty's intention is for the princess to choose a suitable husband from among you as her marriage partner, so as to maintain friendly relations between our two countries for a hundred years."
Upon hearing Consort Yin's words, the envoys and princes were once again taken aback:
"A... a marriage alliance?"
"Your Highness, did I hear that right?"
Consort Yin appeared composed and noble, her long, beautiful, fox-like eyes gleaming with disdain, conveying an expression that said, "I would never stoop to deceiving you ants." She asked, "What, do you all find something amiss?"
When the princes present realized that the sixth princess was going to marry a foreign ruler, rather than choose a husband, their expressions immediately turned even worse: This is not good, very not good!
How could a princess of the powerful Zhao Kingdom actively request to marry a foreign ruler for political reasons?
She must be physically ill, or mentally ill!
They were all destined to return to their homeland to inherit the throne. If they married a woman with physical or mental illness as their first wife, wouldn't that be cutting off their own future?
Thinking this, the princes lowered their heads as if they were competing to see who had the longest neck, wishing they could crawl under the table, for fear that the sixth princess, who was physically or mentally ill, would take a liking to them and ruin their wonderful lives.
The other envoys watched the princes with glee, secretly glad that their country hadn't sent any princes this time, otherwise they would have become a laughingstock.
Seeing this scene from behind the curtain, Shang Chuyue was so angry that her eyes turned red.
What are they doing?
They dare to look down on her?
How dare they look down on her?!
Shang Chuyue was filled with anger and resentment, but thinking of her father's current ruthlessness, she dared not be as willful and capricious as before, smashing the cup and leaving.
Consort Yin glanced discreetly in Shang Chuyue's direction and, seeing the spoiled princess's current state of being wronged but not daring to vent her anger, smiled noncommittally.
She had no sympathy for Shang Chuyue, nor any reason to sympathize with her.
As a royal princess, growing up in the treacherous inner palace, it was her fate to lack the emperor's favor. But to have such a disgrace despite having his affections was simply her own stupidity.
Amidst grief and anger, tears blurred Shang Chuyue's vision from beginning to end;
She couldn't even clearly see the height and weight of those princes, let alone understand their temperaments or personalities in advance.
As soon as the banquet ended, she went straight to Chaoyang Palace, knelt outside the palace, and cried as she begged Shang Xiche to rescind the imperial decree and not marry her off to a distant place.
Hearing Shang Chuyue's cries and pleas outside the palace, Shang Xiche's already aching head throbbed even more. He said to Eunuch De with a burning temper, "Go and tell her that if she continues to cause trouble here, I will marry her off to the barren and cold land of Beirong!"
Grandpa De: "..."
As expected, emperors have always been ruthless; this sixth princess is probably not their biological daughter!
Knowing that the emperor's temperament had been unpredictable lately, Eunuch De dared not say anything and simply relayed the emperor's words verbatim.
Shang Chuyue collapsed to the ground.
Her heart felt as if a hole had been ripped out, and a cold wind was rushing in.
The place called Beirong is said to be covered in ice and snow all year round, and your spit will freeze instantly.
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