C1817 Asking the Emperor to Grant Marriage

"Click."

The brush in Si Heng's hand broke from the middle.

It was as if the calmness he had been holding back all along had been broken by this brush.

Qu Jinghong naturally saw it.

However, he pretended that he couldn't see.

He knew that Si Heng didn't want to hear it, but he still said it word for word with a resolute tone, "Your Majesty's words are as good as gold