"If it were a princess, would His Majesty agree to a marriage alliance?"
"This isn't a marriage alliance, after all, our Great Zhou hasn't lost." The eighth prince corrected Yu Hai, "It's our Great Zhou's princess marrying downwards."
"Your Highness is right, then do you think there's a princess who could marry the eldest prince of Annan Country?"
The eighth prince did not answer immediately; after pondering for a moment, he said, "Perhaps, perhaps not."
Yu Hai wondered why His Highness spoke so ambiguously. However, he did not dare to ask.
"Your Highness, tomorrow is the Longevity Festival, we must rise before dawn. You should stop reading tonight and go to bed early."
The eighth prince, hearing this, put down the book in his hand, stood up, and said, "Then let's sleep."
Before going to bed, Yu Hai had already placed several hot water bottles in the eighth prince's bed to warm it.
