A sentence left Dong Chenglang in an awkward position.
Low status?
Even if he wasn't the Prince Consort to the Daqi Princess, a son-in-law of the Emperor of Daqi and Marquis Dongxiang, just being the Heir of Prince Zhenbei was noble enough.
Yet Xie Jingchen claimed he was not of high status, and Zhao Xu nodded in agreement, indicating it wasn't unfounded.
Two fathers-in-law above him, and elder and younger brothers-in-law, how could his status be high?
Dong Chenglang twitched his mouth, feeling sorry for Xie Jingchen.
Then—
He felt even sorrier for himself.
Once Zhao Xu overthrows the court, he will surely become the new emperor.
Miss Zhao will undoubtedly be conferred as a Princess, and marrying her would make him a Prince Consort, wouldn't it?!
The Heir of Prince Zhenbei is a clear warning to him.
Thinking of his low status in the future, Dong Chenglang was eager to break the engagement.
Whoever he marries, it cannot be a princess!
Don't worry, don't worry.
