Zhuang Qiaoyue drew herself up and said in an unfriendly tone, "Prince Qing was merely making a casual remark. It hasn't been approved by the Ministry of Rites, nor has there been an imperial edict. Do you think a simple promise makes you Princess Qing? That's ridiculous. We've never heard of a Princess Consort like that!"
When Zhuang Fangming heard this, he realized she had a point.
'He's just like those debauched young masters. When they're trying to coax a woman, don't they all promise to marry her as a wife or concubine? Zhou Cangyan, an idle prince like him, is probably no different.'
Zhuang Fangming straightened his back slightly, his attitude toward Song Lianhe becoming more dismissive. He no longer addressed her as "Princess Consort," but said directly, "If you have business with us, then state it plainly."
Seeing how quickly he changed his tune, Song Lianhe immediately applauded him. "Truly worthy of being Da Cheng's number one turncoat!"
