The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Capítulo 1160: Chapter 1160: A Little Horn (Part 14)

General Zhentian’s eyelid twitched as he looked at the oldest-looking one among the ten and asked, “How old is he?”

The Chief Eunuch smiled calmly, “This young gentleman is the illegitimate son of the Marquis of Weiwu, a treasured child born late in life. He is already sixteen this year.”

General Zhentian’s pupils shook with disbelief, “Sixteen! What about him?”

“This young gentleman is the legitimate youngest son of the Assistant Minister of Rites, fifteen this year.”

Hearing this, she took a deep breath, “What about this one?”

“Ah, he is the son of the Imperial Merchant, fourteen this year.”

One younger than the other! General Zhentian had little courage to ask further, speaking in a low tone, “Are they looking for a son for me to inherit my position as Great General?”

“Your Highness, how could you think that way? You are only twenty-two. How could you have sons this old? Even the youngest here is already twelve years old!”

Twelve years old!!!

General Zhentian held their forehead, feeling unwell.

Her old father, is he regressing as he ages?

A full ten years younger than her! What a joke!

Seeing General Zhentian with downcast eyes, looking displeased, the Chief Eunuch finally restrained his smile, slightly anxious, “Your Highness, this is all out of the Emperor’s heartfelt intentions!”

“Heartfelt intentions?” She couldn’t feel her father’s heartfelt intentions; it was too outrageous, sending twelve-year-old boys here!

The Chief Eunuch stepped forward two steps and whispered, “Don’t just see the youngest is twelve, but already adults.”

General Zhentian: “…”

The Chief Eunuch sighed, “The Emperor doesn’t have it easy; Your Highness should know the atmosphere in the Imperial City isn’t great. Once boys come of age, families usually arrange for a few maidservants for them, experienced beyond their years, ahem…”

The Chief Eunuch dared not meet General Zhentian’s cold gaze, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice, “These ten gentlemen are of pure background.”

“Take them back the way you brought them!” General Zhentian’s face under the mask was already flushed, turning and running off.

What on earth was her old father thinking!

Since when did he start insisting on picking men of pure background! Are men supposed to adhere to the three obediences and four virtues as well?

Little did she know, the old emperor far away in the Imperial City indeed wanted to find a pure, virtuous man. He regarded the future Prince Consort as a son-in-law; isn’t a son-in-law the daughter’s “wife”? This little wife doesn’t need to be too smart or brave, inept is fine, but must be handsome, pure, and faithful!

If Her Royal Highness Princess knew the criteria her old father used for choosing a Prince Consort for her, she would surely sigh: Have you forgotten your daughter is a husband-destroyer? Stop worrying!

Although she didn’t believe in fate, she didn’t want to harm anyone either.

After all, having caused the death of five people already, she didn’t want to harm a sixth.

Guarding the Border Town, occasionally stirring up trouble for the foreign states, decapitating an enemy country’s general for fun, life was quite pleasant, so why find a man to suffer grievances from!

No need at all!

“Anyway, I don’t want a single one of them; send them all back!” She walked with a commanding stride, long having shed the demure gait of a daughter, emanating majesty.

The Chief Eunuch wasn’t like those easy to dispatch small eunuchs of the past; he wouldn’t agree so easily, choosing instead to stay put at the military camp, as if if Her Royal Highness didn’t pick one, he and the ten would take root there, refusing to leave!