But now more than a month had passed, and not a single person had been willing to come. Everyone understood Lelai Kingdom's situation. Three hundred cities were immensely important to any duchy-level kingdom; throwing away three hundred cities was something only a fool would do.
Once the various branches of the imperial clan considered this, they felt reassured, believing that no one would come. However, they were also quite troubled by the matter of foreign nations launching war against them.
On one hand, they wanted to become Emperor and the supreme ruler of Lelai; on the other, they found the current crisis difficult to resolve. The kingdom might truly be destroyed.
Thus, their attitude toward this matter was rather complicated.
However, if they wanted to seize the throne, they could only do so with outside forces driving the situation. If they relied on brute force to take it, many people would surely refuse to submit.
The legitimate imperial line was even more anxious. Danger loomed outside, and danger lurked within. They desperately wanted power to ensure the safety of themselves and the kingdom, but after waiting so long, not one person had come. Their hearts had gone cold.
Seeing the guard's astonished expression, Zhao Fu nodded to confirm it.
The guard came back to his senses and warned, "To marry our princess, you must offer three hundred cities. If you do not have them, leave at once. Otherwise, it will be the grave crime of deceiving the sovereign, and you will be beheaded."
"I know. Hurry and report it," Zhao Fu said with a light laugh.
Seeing that Zhao Fu was certain, the guard breathed a sigh of relief. He told Zhao Fu to wait here, then turned and ran into the imperial palace.
All factions had issued orders that