The last people Zhao Fu met were Mei Xiaoyan and Zheng Qiu. He asked directly, "Does your White Lotus Sect have some business?"
Mei Xiaoyan sat directly on Zhao Fu's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as she said in a coquettish voice, "It's nothing much, but is Great Qin really going to recover so quickly? Actually, dragging down the major dynasties would be more beneficial. Great Qin merely won't develop, but the major dynasties will suffer quite a few losses."
Zhao Fu understood the White Lotus Sect's thinking: if everyone died together, no one would get to live well. But Zhao Fu had no such plans. Great Qin had to come first, so he said firmly, "This Great Qin Imperial Prince has already made his decision. No one can change it!"
Mei Xiaoyan tried to persuade him a few more times, but seeing that she could not change Zhao Fu's mind, she could only leave first and return to report the matter.
Zhao Fu then turned his gaze toward Zheng Qiu, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, and asked, "Do you have something as well?"
Zheng Qiu's cheeks reddened slightly. She first looked around, then got up and sat on Zhao Fu's lap. Gently wrapping her arms around his waist, she leaned her head against his chest and softly said, "Thank you for saving my family!"
Because of Zheng Qiu's current identity, Zhao Fu was somewhat resistant to her actions. He still tried to persuade her, saying, "You should stay with my cousin peacefully for now! You're safe now, and there's no longer any threat to you. Besides, you like him too."
"I don't want to! I already said that I want to be your woman. I'll break up with your cousin now, alright?" Zheng Qiu