"Do you really want that child, Muqing, to marry such a boy?"
Su Qingmei couldn't help but ask, "Even if he is extremely talented, the intention to use Muqing to leverage the Su Family's power and cling to us, such a mentality in the path of cultivation will not go far. His Dao Heart will not be that high."
Hearing the gentle and soft-spoken words of his wife, the cold solemnity in Su Zhenyuan's eyes gradually dissipated. He sighed lightly and said:
"Everything is fate. The Emperor behind that young man presenting a marriage proposal at this time might have seen things we haven't, or perhaps there are other deeper meanings. You don't understand how far the Emperor can see, what he can glimpse..."
