Jing Hongchen finished his report. He did not linger, rising and leaving at once.
Because he and Kong Deming had not come together. He knew Kong Deming had business with the Third Prince, and those matters were not for him to hear.
Watching Jing Hongchen leave, Kong Deming suddenly smiled and said, "Your Highness, you have not yet established a prince consort, have you? Meng Hongchen of the Hongchen Family, Jing Hongchen's granddaughter, would be a fine choice. Not only is she exceptionally gifted as both a soul master and a soul engineer, her looks are first-rate as well. I imagine she would not disappoint Your Highness. What do you think?"
"Not much." The Third Prince laughed disdainfully. "What right does she have to become my imperial consort?"
Kong Deming was momentarily speechless.
Fine, fine, fine. If you put it that way... no one could say anything to you.
Fortunately, Kong Deming had not come specifically to push him into marriage, nor did he especially care about the Third Prince finding a wife.
After all, the Third Prince merely had no prince consort; it was not as if he did not like women. Everyone in the Worship Hall knew full well that the Third Prince had kept many women over the years. Among them were beauties from the former Third Prince's Mansion, legitimate daughters sent by nobles, and the many beauties once seized from the Ordinary Alliance. Even the concubines in the rear palace had basically all been ruined by the Third Prince.
It could be said that he was a starving ghost of lust, taking anything and everything, absurd to the extreme, perhaps even worse.
Even the outside world, though unaware that the Third Prince had also laid hands on the rear palace concubines, knew that the Third Prince