"I don't have anyone I like."
Caleb raised his eyes.
He took the scrolls from Emperor Yan with a smile, "Let me see, father, which gentle and virtuous women did you choose for me?"
The scroll was moved aside, revealing two scrolls of imperial edicts on the corner of the table.
"I didn't pick." Emperor Yan looked at Caleb and smiled, "Pick the one you like. Whether she's the daughter of a seventh-rank official, the daughter of a prime minister, or the daughter of a general, I guarantee that no one will dare to gossip about her, and my daughter-in-law will not be wronged in the slightest. I will confer her the title of county lady and give her ten manors."
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