"Huh? What do you mean?" She was puzzled. Trying to please her? With candy?
"My father, the Beiyuan King, has instructed me not to offend you. Although I don't know who you are, but... I find myself liking you more and more. How about you divorce Mo Liancheng and marry into Beiyuan? I still have three unmarried brothers, each more handsome and extraordinary than the last, youthful heroes, all of them noteworthy figures. Moreover, they possess a strong machismo that women in Beiyuan dream of in a husband."
Were they trying to poach her? And openly at that, right in front of Mo Liancheng?
"..."
Before Qu Tan'er could express her shock, Mo Liancheng, with a darkened handsome face, pulled her away from Chinu Yama's side.
"Eighth Prince, I haven't finished speaking!"
"You don't need to say any more."
"Really, for example my seventh brother? He truly is a hero among men—" Chinu Yama continued her eager sales pitch.
Mo Liancheng suddenly felt a bit of regret.
