Not far away, Sikong Miaomiao heard something about an alliance and her face slightly changed.
However, she didn't make any strange moves.
Beside her, Prince Qingyuan watched Shen Han, who had yet to answer, and a trace of concern unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
"Shen Han, His Holiness values you so much...
Many people would long for such royal favor, yet it is hard to attain.
If you become the Prince Consort, from now on, can Luo Zuchen and the others still act against you?
All your past concerns will vanish completely."
Prince Qingyuan gently tapped the back of Shen Han's hand, earnestly reminding him, hoping Shen Han would recognize the situation.
Living in this world, sometimes one must choose to compromise.
Still, Shen Han remained silent, frowning.
Not far away, a middle-aged man beside Sikong Miaomiao stepped forward.
This man, Sikong Zhan, is her third uncle, known as the Three Heads of the Sikong Family.
