Mengyun laughed loudly: "Isn't this a closer kinship!"
"Rest assured, Your Majesty, I have calculated it."
"It so happens to be outside the five degrees of relation, so it doesn't count as incestuous marriage."
Ji Zichang clenched his palm tightly, a hint of anger clouded his eyes, then slowly lowered them, pressing onto his sword hilt—'already calculated', doesn't this mean that when this daughter was just born, those so-called noble officials had already set their sights on this child?
In the era of the dynasty's peak, marrying a princess was indeed a thankless task. But now, the Red Emperor's line had fallen from power, although Ji Zichang had valiantly reclaimed part of the authority.
Already the most courageous and powerful Red Emperor of the past three hundred years.
