Chapter 287 - 285: Moaning Without Sickness_1
Mrs. Dong raised her eyes to look at the foreign noble who used to flatter her husband. She was about to speak to protect her daughter when Bai Qingyan gently pressed her shoulder to stop her.
Bai Qingyan’s indifferent and cold gaze turned to King Xian. She had no intention of engaging in a war of words, but she was not one to be trampled upon easily.
Bai Jinxiu, who was usually able to keep her composure, bit her teeth and looked at King Xian, sneering, "King Xian, what is this..."
Unexpectedly, before Bai Jinxiu could finish, the Fourth Prince of Daliang, Wei Qiheng, lost his patience first.
"King Xian’s words are incomprehensible. When this prince proposed to marry the Princess of Nandu, it was considered a perfect match. But when proposing to marry the Princess of Zhen, it was considered as her having the intention to seduce? King Xian says the Jin Kingdom does not judge by appearance. Are you implying this prince is a lecher? Or are you stepping on the Princess of Zhen to elevate your Princess of Nandu?" Wei Qiheng’s face was full of displeasure, "The Princess of Zhen is naturally more beautiful than the Princess of Nandu! The Princess of Zhen led the army to pacify the southern borders and protected the people of the Jin Kingdom! How could she be inferior to those so-called talented women who play the qin and write poetry without illness? What nonsense?!"
"Pfft..." Bai Jinzhi couldn’t help but laugh, secretly giving Wei Qiheng a thumbs up, thinking that the Fourth Prince of Daliang was very sharp-tongued, comparable to Lu Yuanpeng.
"Yesterday in the palace, when this prince knelt to propose to King Xian, it was you who exaggerated your daughter’s nobleness by spreading the news! Do you think this prince doesn’t know? Our Daliang envoys discovered it long ago. But considering you are the father of my beloved, this prince tolerated it. Does King Xian think this prince is a fool, unaware of your small tricks?" Wei Qiheng raised his eyebrows and questioned.
Looking at the Fourth Prince of Daliang, who had maintained decorum and low posture in front of him yesterday, King Xian felt suffocated, his face a myriad of colors.