Gongxi Chou reflected on his elder brother's words and learned his lesson.
"Big brother is right. It was indeed my thinking that was unhealthy."
To follow human desire was to follow one's nature and one's true heart; to act according to desire was also to follow Heaven's natural course. It was all "desire," so where was the distinction between high and low, noble and base? Was pursuing the powerful and worshipping wealth necessarily more respectable than the pleasures between men and women? Gongsun Chou had never thought there was anything wrong with the arts of the bed. It was just that Mama's identity was special, and placing her alongside that term was indeed somewhat blasphemous. He had been less than appropriate.
Jimo Qiu countered, "Why would it be unhealthy?"
Gongsun Chou: "..."
Jimo Qiu picked up a perfectly round glutinous rice ball and took a light bite. "Desire is the most primitive and basic instinct of all living things. Even His Highness cannot escape vulgarity in this regard."
Gongsun Chou: "...What do you mean?"
"I only said that you were overthinking it. I didn't say you were thinking wrongly."
That single sentence left Gongsun Chou utterly speechless.
Jimo Qiu was amused by his reaction. "You grew up within the clan. Don't you know that clan members' marriages are not restricted, while the High Priest must seek the gods' permission? A god-servant is an appendage of the gods. Before receiving divine approval, marrying on one's own initiative is an act of betrayal."
Gongsun Chou: "..."
Of course he knew that.
He had never thought there was anything wrong with that rule before, but now it seemed rather strange. No wonder people had condemned them as evil gods.
Gongsun Chou silently turned his gaze toward Mama, who was frowning for some unknown