Xia Chen looked at the saintess in her snow-white attire and was momentarily taken aback by her words.

Looking at her face, it's either death or... is it really that classic?

"Marry you? That's impossible. I'm about to marry the princess, and with your noble status, it's unlikely you'd agree to be a concubine. I'm afraid this won't work!"

Xia Chen explained seriously, waving his hand.