'Indeed, he knows. Yet never thought to come looking for her.'
Qin Yiyao couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart, only spoke somewhat despondently, "They are asking for the Qin Country Princess to marry their Crown Prince, and they promise that once the marriage is agreed upon, there will be a fifty-year truce between Tu Country and Qin Country. Exchanging one princess for fifty years of peace for the people, this transaction is quite worthwhile, isn't it."
The question seemed to make Mu Qingge silent, unable to respond.
She disdains this peace obtained through trading a woman, but what else could she say? Urge Qin Yiyao to boldly refuse? And then what? Should she be responsible for Qin Yiyao's future emotional life?
"In Qin Country, I'm the only princess of age suitable for marriage. Compared to Yong Huan, perhaps I would be more suitable," Qin Yiyao said again.
Mu Qingge secretly nodded, acknowledging that Qin Yiyao's words were correct.
