His Highness Angered

"Ole Third, Miss Helian already extended her hand. How about you take back the flower. After all, this cherry blossom actually is not a small matter." Empress Murong faced Baili Jia Jue and said in a conversational tone, "Luckily, this child, Wei Wei, has good common sense and understands that you've never participated in the Flower Gifting Festival before, so you don't know the meaning the white cherry blossom represented." After she finished speaking, she looked towards Wei Wei, smiling sincerely, "Right? Wei Wei?"

"Yes." Wei Wei faced forward and took a step, facing Baili Jia Jue and said elegantly and open-mindedly, "Third Prince. How about you gift this flower to someone else."

It certainly hadn't crossed her mind to marry him.

Moreover, from his perspective, it was all the same whoever he married, wasn't it.

She had already heard previously that Retired Emperor already pressured Third Prince to marry countless times.