In the Princess Mansion, the Crown Prince sent a generous gift, putting aside his pride to plead with this princess sister.
Zhang Ziling said with a sullen face, "You promised them, find a way to do it yourself. Why come to me? If you lost a fight, should I make my husband sell himself as compensation?"
The Crown Prince laughed bitterly, "Dear Sister, it's not selling oneself, but just hosting them for an event. Besides, isn't Brother Jiang not your husband yet?"
Zhang Ziling blushed and muttered to him, "Not now, but he soon will be. Anyway, I disagree; I don't like that woman."
"Why?"
The Crown Prince raised his eyebrows, curiously, "Aren't you usually the one who loves making friends the most? She has such a high cultivation level and a good temperament; she should be easy to get along with?"
