But this is also the Emperor's painstaking effort—only by fostering good relations between the two countries can they stay in Nanzhao. Otherwise, what other choice do they have?
Jie Zhonglin took a deep breath and sighed. "The Ninth Princess... just came of age last month."
"Came of age?" Jin Zijin's smile carried a hint of sarcasm.
"Yes, came of age." Jie Zhonglin looked at Jin Zijin and said, "However, I heard some news that Noble Consort Sheng had people change the Ninth Princess's age. She just turned fourteen last month instead."
"Fourteen? So that means she's still a year away from coming of age?" Jin Zijin's smile grew wider, but it didn't reach his eyes. That smile exuded a chilly undertone that made people feel uneasy.
Yue Rujing quickly tried to mediate, laughing awkwardly. "One year less is no big deal. Being a princess, she eats well and grows fast. At fourteen, she must look as mature as someone who's seventeen or eighteen."
