Chu Tianlong took a deep breath and slowly opened his lips. His deep and powerful voice seemed to be able to penetrate the wall: "Xiaoer! Chu State is your root. Every drop of blood flowing in your body comes from our Chu family.

I sincerely hope that you can stay and serve as the most noble princess of Chu State, and naturally take over the supreme throne."

After he finished speaking, his deep and affectionate eyes gazed at Murong Zixi with love and expectation, as if waiting for her to give an answer that would satisfy him.

However, at this moment, Jun Feimo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly frowned and interrupted without hesitation: "Next month, Xier will return to Dongyang with me to hold a grand wedding ceremony. Her future life path is destined to move forward with me, and her final destination is Dongyang."

His words were firm and uncompromising, leaving no room for anyone to argue.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the originally solemn and dignified hall became extremely heavy, as if even the air had solidified.

The two men had a tit-for-tat debate because of Murong Zixi. The tension between them became more and more intense, and the situation became more and more tense.

Faced with such a stalemate, Chu Tianlong couldn't help but reveal some helplessness, but at the same time he also showed an unwavering determination, and continued: "Regarding the marriage between you two, I have no objection.

Moreover, it can still be held in a grand and lively manner within the territory of our Chu State.

So Xier, what are your plans for this matter? "

As he said this, his eyes never left Murong Zixi's pretty face, trying to catch a clue from the subtle changes in her expression.

Murong Zixi stood in the center, her eyes wandering between the two of them, and finally she opened her red lips and broke the silence with a crisp "cough": "In fact, you are in your prime, so you are not in a hurry to appoint an heir, and I don't like being bound. As for marriage, whether it is Dongyang or Chu, the most important thing for me is to be with the one I love."

After hearing this, Chu Tianlong frowned slightly, and a hint of imperceptible displeasure flashed across his brows.

However, this displeasure was soon overshadowed by his deep love and endless pampering for Murong Zixi.

He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him and said softly, "Xi'er, I wonder when you will be willing to call me father?"

Murong Zixi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a charming smile, and then responded softly: "Father."

These two simple words, like the sound of nature, entered Chu Tianlong's ears, and his heart was instantly filled with joy, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

Afterwards, Chu Tianlong changed the subject and led the conversation in a more long-term direction.

He said firmly: "Well, since Xier you hate being constrained so much, then I am willing to continue to protect this land for more than ten or twenty years.

When you and Jun Feimo have a child, I will raise and teach the child myself, so that he or she can inherit the vast territory of our Great Chu smoothly in the future. Is this arrangement okay?"

These words not only express Chu Tianlong's beautiful expectations for Murong Zixi's future life, but also show his careful consideration of the future and destiny of the country as a king.

Jun Feimo, who was standing aside, did not express any objection when he heard this. On the contrary, a look of sincere approval appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, a detailed and heated discussion began regarding Murong Zixi's upcoming wedding.

Chu Tianlong took a deep breath and resolutely made a major concession with far-reaching significance: "When Xier gets married, she must be sent off from our Chu State in a grand and glorious manner according to the standards that a princess should have!"

This not only means the formal recognition of Murong Zixi's noble status, but also symbolizes the solemnity of this marriage between the two countries.

After careful consideration, Chu Tianlong finally put forward the key request of decisive significance: "Xier, considering your special status and the face of the entire Chu State, I have decided to change your surname and put it on the family tree in three days - from now on, you will no longer be Murong Zixi, but Chu Zixi, and become the incomparably noble Princess Zhaoyang of our great Chu State!"

This proposal was like a huge rock thrown into a lake, causing a thousand waves and making Murong Zixi frown slightly.

In an instant, memories of past lives flooded into my mind like a tide, intertwined and entangled with my true identity in this life.

Chu Tianlong keenly captured the subtle changes in Murong Zixi's expression, and his heart suddenly became complicated.

He lowered his voice, his tone as gentle as a spring breeze, trying to convince the stubborn and beautiful woman in front of him: "Xier, you are not the biological daughter of that old man Murong Yunhai.

You have the same blood as me, so you should take my surname. Doing so is not only a respect and affirmation of your noble status, but also a strong confirmation of the deep father-daughter relationship between us..."

Looking at Chu Tianlong's cautious and expectant eyes, the ice in Murong Zixi's heart gradually melted.

She nodded gently, and at that moment, it seemed as if thousands of words were combined into this simple action. Chu Tianlong was ecstatic because of this nod, and the hall was once again filled with warmth and joy.

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