"Father..."
Prime Minister Zhang spoke endlessly in praise of Prince Qin, and Zhang Shiyu could no longer bear to listen.
She said, "Father, surely you don't intend for me to marry Prince Qin?"
Prime Minister Zhang replied, "Father has been speaking to you at length, and you still don't understand my meaning? Alas, the future of the realm will not belong to Prince Ning, it will surely be Prince Qin. If you don't marry Prince Qin, then who?"
Zhang Shiyu was stunned for a long while, then burst into tears again.
"Father, what do I care who becomes Emperor? I like Prince Ning, not Prince Qin!"
"Ah...?" Prime Minister Zhang was heartbroken, wearing an expression of intense disappointment, and said, "How can you think like this? As children born into a family like ours, how can we disregard personal feelings? I won't object to you becoming a concubine, but it must be a royal concubine. If Prince Ning remains Prince Ning for life, then his concubine won't match your status.
