It wasn't necessary?
That was probably the most interesting joke that Yang Si had heard recently. Until now, he thought that Jiang Pengji was joking with him.
He played along naturally and mocked, "If so, then my lord has to work harder."
Jiang Pengji raised her brows slightly and asked, "Why do I have to 'work harder?'"
"My lord, you're approaching eighteen. Your coming of age ceremony at twenty is only two years away. In other houses, you would have been engaged, if not married already. On the other hand, my lord is still all alone. This won't work. If you don't marry a wife and have your own family, how are you going to have a daughter?"
How could he pass his throne down to his daughter if he did not have one in the first place?
Yang Si laughed and teased.
His words were not about Jiang Pengji working hard to fight for the throne, he was clearly mocking her. He wanted her to quickly marry and have a baby.