"You really got an imperial decree!"
Looking at Princess Qingyun, who had come calling again, Wang Chen felt like Eunuch Hai receiving Kangxi's decree in the film The Deer and the Cauldron. His heart was filled with nothing but what the fuck!
He had originally thought that no matter how much Emperor Shaowu doted on his younger sister, he would not let Princess Qingyun fool around by taking him—a seventeen-year-old Blood-Clad Guard Commander—as her master.
It made no sense, emotionally or logically!
Yet, to his utter surprise, Emperor Shaowu had actually agreed.
Although Emperor Shaowu's decree was not entirely "official," carrying more the nature of a personal edict and requiring no passage through the imperial court or cabinet.
It was perfectly suited for this matter!
Wang Chen truly could not understand Emperor Shaowu's thinking—did this Son of Heaven of Great Liang trust him that much?
At this moment, Wang Chen knew nothing about the marriage alliance, so he did not understand that Emperor Shaowu had agreed to Princess Qingyun's "absurd" request entirely out of guilt toward her.
"His Majesty dotes on me the most!"
Princess Qingyun wore a smug expression. "Commander Wang, you aren't thinking of going back on your word, are you?"
Wang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile. "This subject would not dare."
Princess Qingyun giggled, then suddenly bent her knees in a bow. "This disciple, Qingyun, pays respects to Master!"
How could Wang Chen let her truly kneel? He immediately reached out and supported her. "No need for such ceremony."
"Thank you, Master."
Princess Qingyun rose and clapped her little hands. "Uncle Sun!"
As soon as she spoke, Uncle Sun, who had accompanied her, placed the sandalwood chest he was carrying onto the table.
"Master, this is your disciple's tuition gift."
Princess Qingyun personally opened