"That's right!" A few chancellors echoed.
Zhao Yancheng's gaze swept over, it was as sharp as a blade.
The elder said helplessly, "Your Majesty, we know that Your Majesty dotes on Princess Anfu and is reluctant to let her leave, but this is a rare opportunity. Once the two families are married, it will be a rare opportunity for Yu the Great!"
"Hmph, an opportunity obtained by marrying off your daughter, it's fine if Your Majesty doesn't want it!" Zhao Yancheng waved his hand, "Yu the Great is not at that level yet!"
"Your Majesty, if Princess Anfu refuses and doesn't like Meng Guangzhao, it would be too much for us to force her. What if Princess Anfu also likes Meng Guangzhao? Then if we agree to it, it will become their friendship and also take care of Yu the Great's interests. Wouldn't it be unfortunate to have the best of both worlds? "
"Heh, you wish!" Zhao Yancheng harrumphed in annoyance.
The elder bowed and smiled, "Meng Guangzhao is not only talented, he is skilled in both literature and martial arts, he is also extremely handsome. He is a rare match. If Princess Anfu sees him, she will definitely like him."
"Hmm …" Zhao Yancheng frowned and pondered.
"Your Majesty, this is an unprecedented opportunity. If we miss it, we will all be Yu the Great's sinners!" The elder said slowly with sincerity.
"Forget it, let's see how Anfu does." Zhao Yancheng snorted, "I will not force her. If she likes him, then marry him. If she doesn't like him, then forget it. Zhao Yancheng snorted.
"Yes!" The chancellors hurriedly bowed.
They were very satisfied with this result. It was already a rare achievement to be able to convince the Emperor to allow Princess Anfu to see Meng Guangzhao. They believed that Meng Guangzhao would be able to charm Princess Anfu.
As for Princess Anfu's personal happiness, it was not that important in their eyes. At their level, feelings were already an insignificant part. The country and the world were more important.
If they could use Princess Anfu alone to exchange for Yu the Great's advancement and reign supreme in the world, they would not hesitate. However, due to the Emperor Zhao Yancheng's dominance, they could not do anything.
Princess Anfu had always been immersed in the Lunar Body Tempering Technique. She progressed at a tremendous speed, and every day, she could feel the changes in her body. She was becoming stronger and stronger. Even after she left Chu Li's monastery and stopped circulating her vital force, her body was still powerful.
In the evening, she arrived at the Xuan Yuan Palace Hall, feeling refreshed. She clasped her hands behind her back and gracefully jumped into the hall. She saw Zhao Yancheng frowning with a gloomy face, coldly staring at the memorial in his hand.
She took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Father, what's troubling you?"
Zhao Yancheng raised his head and looked at her. He put down the memorial and smiled. "Little girl, you've been practicing martial arts for the past few days. You've been practicing so hard. Can your body take it?"
"Imperial Father, Master is truly amazing!" Princess Anfu's eyes lit up as she clicked her tongue in admiration, "He's beyond your imagination, Imperial Father!"
"He has remarkable abilities. What kind of amazing things can't he do? How is it beyond imagination?" Zhao Yancheng's gloomy face was swept away. He looked her up and down with a smile and nodded with satisfaction. "You are more beautiful."
"That's only the most insignificant." Princess Anfu waved her lily-white hand and said with a smile, "Imperial Father, I'm not the same as before. Call Song Kun over, I want to compete with him!"
"Haha!" Zhao Yancheng laughed.
Princess Anfu said with dissatisfaction, "Imperial Father, what are you laughing at? Do you think I'm joking?"
"You're not joking?" Zhao Yancheng said with a smile, "Anfu, you've only practiced martial arts for ten days, but Song Kun has been practicing martial arts for more than a thousand years. How can you compete with him? Besides, you're a woman while he's a man with innate divine strength! "
"Imperial Father, you don't believe me?" Princess Anfu snorted and said, "I'm the disciple of the divine monk!"
"The divine monk is remarkable, but he can't directly save you more than a thousand years of cultivation, right?" Zhao Yancheng shook his head and said with a smile, "Alright, you can slowly practice for fun. It's fine as long as you don't get sick. As for competing with Song Kun, you should give up on this idea!"
"Imperial Father, this won't do. We must compete today!" Princess Anfu said unhappily, "Quickly let him in!"
"... Alright, then let's compete." Zhao Yancheng laughed and said, "Song Kun, come in!"
"Your subject is here!" Song Kun walked in with large strides. His black bear-like body was vigorous and agile.
"Greetings, Princess." He bowed.
Princess Anfu waved her lily-white hand. "Song Kun, let's compete. You're not allowed to go easy on me!"
"This …" Song Kun looked at Zhao Yancheng.
Zhao Yancheng said, "Then give her some pointers. Otherwise, she doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. She thinks she's very powerful and goes out to cause trouble!"
"Yes." Song Kun readily agreed. "Then this subject will offend you!"
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