Su Qiao must have something they wanted. As long as he married her, he would surely be able to use her to win over those two tribes.
He had originally planned to get rid of her somehow after making use of her, but now it seemed he would have to change his plans.
Imperial Noble Consort Yun gave a cold snort. "You're thinking too simply."
"Balun, Zuota, and the others have shown vague displeasure at His Majesty betrothing that girl, Su Qiao, to you as your secondary consort. I'm afraid we'll end up losing more than we gain."
Xi Muyan frowned deeply, even more baffled than before.
He racked his memory, trying to recall what Su Qiao had been like when he interacted with her in the past, but he could not find anything particularly special about her.
If there was anything unusual, it seemed to be that she had changed somewhat when she clashed with Xiao Xin before the banquet.
The timid, shrinking cowardice she had carried seemed to have vanished, replaced by confidence and composure. She had also become more talkative, and her words were remarkably sharp.
Could she have been frightened so badly at the banquet hosted by the Crown Prince that she had become like this?
The imperial physician had once said that when a person suffered a severe shock, they could become completely different. That explanation did make sense. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why someone who had once been weak and bashful had suddenly become an entirely different person after coming beyond the frontier.
"Then why do you still want your son to marry her?"
"Imperial Concubine Mother, wouldn't it actually be better for me to marry Xiao Xin?"
"That way, I could win over Prime Minister Su and keep General Gu's