The scene where the Prince of Beiyan publicly proposed to Princess Ruifu left a lasting impression on many, especially the women, who found it deeply moving.

In the eyes of some conservative Daoist guards, this act was out of line and inappropriate for its ostentation, defying etiquette and customs.

However, for the women, it seemed genuinely sincere. How much must he desire to marry this person to resort to such a gesture?

"Wufu, you must hold yourself together." Changping and Guan Chuying tightly clutched Wufu’s hand, fearing she might run down, which would be utterly embarrassing.

Wufu pressed her lips together, nodded at Ah Jiu, and smiled.

Old Mr. Meng saw this and felt a headache. "Girls growing up can’t be kept at home," he thought, as if she couldn’t wait to marry the man, how unreserved!

So easily coaxed by him, would he truly cherish her? No, he couldn’t let that rascal easily take her away.

"Old Mr. Meng has kept it very secret, even I didn’t know that County Magistrate Ruifu was your student," the Emperor of Nanyue remarked, recovering from his surprise.

Old Mr. Meng cupped his hands respectfully and replied, "Your Majesty, I have only taken this little disciple for less than half a year. The girl is not one for ostentation, so we didn’t publicize it, only invited a few friends to witness and duly completed the apprenticeship ceremony."

"Oh? Although Old Mr. Meng kept it secret, it seems Prince Jin noticed her?" The Emperor of Nanyue raised an eyebrow.

Old Mr. Meng’s heart skipped a beat and said, "I heard that when Prince Jin almost fell off his horse, it was coincidentally my unworthy disciple who saved him; perhaps it’s fate between these two."

The Emperor of Nanyue was somewhat surprised, saving someone again?

The Chief Eunuch whispered a few words to him, and the Emperor of Nanyue remarked, "It seems County Magistrate Ruifu is indeed a capable person."

Having saved a prince and then quietly saved her princess.

Old Mr. Meng said, "Your Majesty, this act of Prince Jin is a bit too arrogant; isn’t he forcing this old man onto the rack? Whether I agree or not, my disciple’s reputation has been compromised by him."

"Oh? So what’s Old Mr. Meng’s opinion?" The Emperor of Nanyue asked with great interest.

"Your Majesty, this is what I’m thinking..." Old Mr. Meng muttered a few words.

"Wonderful, it works!" The Emperor of Nanyue clapped his hands and looked at Ah Jiu, saying, "Prince Jin’s sincerity is commendable, but both Old Mr. Meng and I are very fond of County Magistrate Ruifu and really can’t bear to send her far away. My Nanyue has so many young talents who could be suitable to marry the County Lord."

The crowd buzzed; the emperor’s favor for County Magistrate Ruifu seemed like an added honor. Must they bestow such favors? She isn’t a Bodhisattva!

Wu Lihong almost fainted. No, perhaps just fainting would be better to avoid the heartache.

Ah Jiu furrowed his brow, what was Old Mr. Meng plotting?

"But since Prince Jin is so sincere, we cannot ignore it. Let’s do this, in today’s horseball match between Nanyue and Beiyan, if Beiyan wins, Old Mr. Meng and I will grant Prince Jin’s wish," the Emperor of Nanyue said with a smile, "But if our Nanyue wins, County Magistrate Ruifu will stay to match with our Nanyue’s young men."

Wufu nearly exploded, what was her master doing, treating her like a prize?

Ah Jiu’s eyebrow twitched, and he laughed, "In that case, my prince will give it his all." After these words, he loudly declared, "Men of Beiyan, whether this prince can embrace his princess depends on you."

"Beiyan, we must win," the Beiyan horseball players shouted in unison, "The princess is our Prince Jin’s."

Wufu covered her face with her sleeve, feeling utterly embarrassed by this dramatic performance.