Pei Jingheng nodded happily. "Very well. In the presence of Father and Consort Hua, I promise you now: from this day forward, you are my only wife. You shall be the sole mistress of the Jing Prince's Manor. There will be no beautiful concubines or bed-warmers—not a single one!"
Shen Mingshu glanced at Consort Hua, who stood nearby, and saw a smile in her eyes, clearly approving of Pei Jingheng's words.
Emperor Kangwu, however, looked rather uncomfortable, his expression one of embarrassment. Consort Hua shot him a sharp look, her eyes brimming with resentment. In her nomadic tribe, marriage was strictly monogamous; there was no room for anyone else.
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