It’s been over a month since they have been lingering, and on this day, the Chief Eunuch called the ten of them forward, casting a sharp glance across their faces, "You know well, don’t you? If you fail to win Her Royal Highness Princess’s heart, you know what consequences you will face!"
The Marquis of Weiwu privately forged weapons and raised private soldiers, a cri that warrants beheading.
If not for the Marquis of Weiwu’s youngest son’s exceptional appearance and propriety, the old emperor would have already confiscated the whole Weiwu family.
The Assistant Minister of Rites having an affair with the Consorts, is also a capital cri leading to family extermination. If not for this legitimate youngest son’s talent and outstanding looks, the old emperor would not easily let it go.
The Imperial rchant bribed various officials to gain the status of Imperial rchant, but bungled things, procuring the most inferior items. The old emperor seized the opportunity to confiscate properties to enrich the national treasury, all because the Imperial rchant’s son inherited his mother’s good looks, sparing their family and giving them a chance.
The families of these ten all face the catastrophe of confiscation and extermination, otherwise why would such families willingly send their handso and talented sons to marry in, or perhaps not even marry in but simply serve as a male pet?
Facing the Chief Eunuch’s sharp gaze, the ten lowered their heads. How could they be reconciled? They had their own pride and were fundantally unwilling to live their later years under a woman, let alone be controlled by one woman, especially one who might have "three thousand beauties in the harem"!
No man with a bit of dignity would want this.
But unwillingness would only lead to a dead end, dying along with those foolish family mbers who committed cris.
Even proud Gentlen had to bow their heads to reality and accept it.
The Marquis of Weiwu’s illegitimate son stepped forward, "I have sought an audience with Her Royal Highness Princess, hoping she would take notice of , but the Princess gave no chance."
"Yes, I too tried to recklessly approach, like so libertines do, but alas, the Princess did not favor ."
In truth, a small secret hope lingered among the ten that the Princess would not favor them.
If the Princess indeed did not favor them, they could not be blad.
His Majesty the Emperor would have to keep his promise to spare them and their families, freeing them from remaining in this sand-filled wasteland, to be a male pet to a large and robust woman.
In their private discussions, they all agreed the Princess was an unattractive and holy woman.
Even though the Princess wore a mask and they could not see her face, her short hair was enough to dissuade countless n, coupled with her height surpassing ordinary n and wearing armor that obscured her figure, but presud to be quite burly. After all, the armor is heavy and not sothing just anyone could wear daily without being stout.
"It seems the Princess has very high standards, there’s nothing we can do," the youngest Gentleman said softly.
"Yes, we’re too ordinary to compare to the Imperial City’s Number One Handso Man."
Hearing this, the Chief Eunuch’s expression grew complex.
How keen His Majesty is to send that Number One Handso Man of the Imperial City to the Border Town!
That Number One Handso Man is not only handso but skilled in both literature and martial arts, truly a rare talent of the millennium!
Alas, his background is too formidable to be moved.
This Great Xia’s Number One Handso Man, in fact, is not old, just turned sixteen this year.
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