Song Zhao spread his hands, "Sorry, I am a straightforward person. If you offend the King of Nanyue, please tolerate it. After all, it is related to my princess' marriage, so I will naturally be able to treat each other sincerely."

Dan Tai Mo couldn't understand it, and felt that Song Zhao's words subverted his views. "Isn't all women happy to be attracted to by the emperor? Besides, as a woman, marriage should not be decided by you. Princess Zhaoyang's self-subjectivity is too strong, which is contrary to the rules."

Dan Tai Mo was born and raised in Nanyue, although he was not as good as others. His mindset was that men were superior to women and inferior to women led to his despised women.

But as an emperor, he was used to seeing what he liked, and what he belonged to him.

Besides, with his conditions, many women flocked to him.

Dan Tai Mo never thought that there would be a woman who would use marriage as an evaluation to determine his value.

"Do you think that if a woman is happy, she can really marry the emperor?" Song Zhao raised her chin and said with a reasonable and reasonable statement. "You man liked a woman because that woman satisfied you. Yes, this princess has a good family background, is beautiful, smart and smart, and will give her glory to her family. Who doesn't want to marry me like this?"

Dan Tai Mo, “…”

Although it is true.

There is no need to boast like this.

"If you want to marry me, you are attracted by the value that I can bring to you." Song Zhao asked back, "What can you Nanyue bring to me?"

Dan Tai Mo was a little depressed when asked. Song Zhao's words were so rebellious that she completely compared the marriage to the negotiated price.

He has always been the only one who chooses people, so who can choose her?

"The power of the King of Nanyue and the honor of the imperial concubine are not enough to satisfy Princess Zhaoyang?" Dan Tai Mo's voice was a little cold. He felt that Song Zhao's image subverted his fantasy about her.

"So, when I marry, I can only be a concubine." Song Zhao glanced at her lower lip, indifferent, "I understand the truth. Every country only recognizes its own bloodline. In other words, if I marry the King of Nanyue, even if I have children, I cannot inherit the throne. I can only be a powerless king, and I have to send my children to the mistress for upbringing."

After Song Zhao finished speaking, he sneered, “What are you thinking?

Even if I marry a husband, I can still be the master of my family. I don’t have to look at people’s faces. Isn’t it nice to be a mistress? I have to go to the scene to be a concubine?”

Whether ancient or modern.

There are always self-righteous men who think women should follow him.

How could Dan Tai Mo insult Song Zhao? Song Zhao had to fight back and make him dare to be so confident in the future.

Dan Tai Mo's eyes quietly cracked open.

Song Zhao's words were like a stick, smashing his pride.

In fact, he didn't understand these principles... but in his opinion... He who is not contaminated with women is a blessing for Song Zhao to be favored by a woman.

But the blessing he made was not rare at all.

Dan Tai Mo's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't say a word at all.

On the basis of no emotion, without considerable interests, there is no qualification for negotiation.

Dan Tai Mo suddenly understood why Song Zhao was so angry when he tore up the contract.

It turns out that it feels so unhappy to be evaluated by someone as a cargo.

Song Zhao thought Dan Tai Mo was shameless, so he stopped talking nonsense and walked past him and left.

The moment when I passed by.

Dan Tai Mo held the cold and white hand on Song Zhao's arm.

Everything comes so fast.

Song Zhao only felt that he was lifting his chin, and Dan Tai Mo leaned over and quickly kissed her cheek.
Chapter completed!