Old Yao, attending at the side, sighed inwardly at the sight.
His Majesty indeed had not concerned himself with the marriages of the younger generation within the clan for centuries. But recently, the War of the Imperial Sons had surged with gathering storms, gradually reaching a white-hot stage.
This also meant that a new age was about to begin, while the old one was about to draw to a close.
And as the "old age" now approaching its end, it was only natural that His Majesty's state of mind would be complicated and ever-changing.
If this deep marriage alliance between the Zhao Clan and Prince Dexin's branch succeeded, it would greatly consolidate the alliance between both sides and forge an enormous advantage for their ultimate victory in the War of the Imperial Sons.
There was nothing wrong with this move strategically, but tactically, it was somewhat too hasty. It ignored both His Majesty's increasingly sensitive state of mind and the reaction of the Chen Clan, which had placed great hopes on the young Princess Xuening.
Had they been willing to hold back for a while and find a better time and opportunity to do this, it might not have been impossible. But forcing it through so rashly now was clearly a rotten move.
In His Majesty's eyes, this represented the Zhao Clan's impatience to pledge itself to a "new master." And Prince Dexin's branch, too, was impatient to pull the Zhao Clan, upon which His Majesty relied, completely into its embrace.
How could such conduct possibly leave His Majesty feeling pleased?
"Isn't this a fine thing?" Emperor Longchang's expression quickly returned to normal. Sipping his spirit tea as though nothing had happened, he said with a smiling gaze, "Jinglong, aren't you overreacting? Prince Kang is accomplished in both letters and