Translator: Pika

  No wonder King Wu hadn’t chosen any other daughters with distinguished backgrounds, but insisted on marrying the daughter of a third-rate clan.

  “Who cares how pretty she is? It’s not as though she’ll ever be mine, anyway.” Compared to the others, Zu An was rather calm.

  King Wu turned around and looked in his direction. His slender brows came together slightly in a frown, although it was unclear if it was because of what Zu An had said.

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