Xia Xunyang sat opposite Thousand Faces, his expression excited.
"Imperial Consort Mother, can I marry a Shen Family woman?"
Thousand Faces turned to look at him. "What did you say?"
Xia Xunyang repeated, "Imperial Consort Mother, Shen Family women are renowned throughout the world. Father... I mean Father admired them for a long time, which was why he married you. With Father's guidance and your upbringing since childhood, I've come to yearn for a Shen Family woman too."
Thousand Faces hardly knew what to say.
Putting himself in Xia Xunyang's shoes, he could understand his thinking.
There was nothing wrong with young people wanting to emulate their parents and follow their father's path to success.
He had simply chosen the wrong direction.
"Xunyang, I am a Shen Family woman myself. Half the blood in your veins is Shen blood. Wouldn't marrying another Shen Family woman be somewhat inappropriate?" Xia Xunyang dismissed this. "Imperial Consort Mother, why are you so old-fashioned? As the saying goes, male cousin and female cousin, a match made in heaven. Only half my blood is Shen blood. I'm not a son of the Shen Family, so why can't I marry a Shen Family woman? Within the Imperial Palace, His Majesty has married plenty of his older and younger female cousins. The Retired Emperor once said something I find quite reasonable—those who bore me are forbidden, those I begot are forbidden, and everyone else is permissible."
What could Thousand Faces say?
He could only sigh. "Xunyang, I'd forgotten you were already old enough to marry. It really is time to consider this. Better to channel the waters than dam them. Your mother will choose a wife for you. We can't leave you so pent up."
Any more repression, and he would become a pervert.
Thinking of what