"Mengmeng said I don't want to get engaged, so I don't want to get engaged. Why, Father, do you all... force me to get engaged?... Mengmeng doesn't want it... Mengmeng doesn't want it... wuwu..." An Mengmeng finally couldn't help it. cried out loudly.
Han Shanggong was at his wits' end. He could only let An Mengmeng calm down here alone. She had better go out first. After all, not everyone can get engaged to a boy they have never met before, and get engaged so quickly. accepted.
In Xianghe Palace, An Mengmeng was the only one left crying.
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"Report to the king, Han Shang Palace asks for an audience." The servant at the door came in and said.
An Mingyu waved, helplessly leaned his head on his hands and asked, "Did the princess make trouble again?"
The servant retreated, and Han Shanggong walked in with his body bent and said worriedly: "See the king, the princess is crying and refusing, and I really have no choice."
"Then please invite a few more ministers to come over. You know the rest." An Mingyu closed his eyes. He didn't want to do this, but this was the last wish of the previous generation.
"Yes, that slave will leave first." Han Shanggong bowed his body, lowered his head and left again.
Chapter completed!