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Inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Imperial Palace,

The palace was resplendent in gold and jade, with civil and military officials standing solemnly, creating a dignified and respectful atmosphere. Jun Jiuxiao stood tall and straight within it.

"Ah"

"Ah"

Unexpectedly, he suddenly sneezed twice in quick succession, the sound of which was loud and clear.

Like war drums echoing through the hall, the officials trembled in fear, secretly wondering what was going on.

"Who dares to make the War God Prince sneeze? Could it be some blind fool who's talking badly about him behind his back?"

"Some officials were so frightened that they dropped their memorials and hurriedly bent down to pick them up."

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he silently reflected on whether he had offended this illustrious prince.

The emperor frowned slightly and asked with concern, "War King, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jun Jiuxiao quickly replied, "Your Majesty, I am fine. I may have caught a cold last night."

Upon hearing this, the emperor immediately ordered the eunuchs: "Quickly, make the stove burn even brighter, so that the Prince of War doesn't catch a cold."

Seeing this, Chu Huaizhong quickly took out a fluffy hand warmer from his sleeve and handed it to Jun Jiuxiao:

"War King, this is a hand warmer that my sweetheart made especially for me because she was worried I would get cold. It's very warm when you put it in your sleeve."

"Here, you can borrow it for a bit; it'll warm up quickly."

Jun Jiuxiao took the hand warmer; it felt soft and warm to the touch. He looked at Chu Huaizhong with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Chu Huaizhong continued with a proud expression:

"This was made by my sweet child herself. She said that this hand warmer can not only warm your hands, but also warm your heart."

"Try it, you'll definitely find it comfortable."

A warm feeling welled up in Jun Jiuxiao's heart. He knew that the "baby" Chu Huaizhong was talking about was Chu Xingyao.

Emperor Changping sat on the dragon throne, his eyes piercing. His gaze inadvertently swept over Jun Jiuxiao and Chu Huaizhong.

Chu Huaizhong grinned from ear to ear, looking as if he didn't value anything.

The emperor must have understood that he had mentioned his "precious treasure"—Princess Chu Xingyao of Ding'an County.

The emperor smiled slightly and asked, "Minister Chu, how is Princess Ding'an's health?"

Chu Huaizhong inwardly groaned; what he feared most was the emperor's sudden concern, which often concealed a deeper meaning. He quickly replied:

"On behalf of my daughter, I thank Your Majesty for your concern. My daughter has recovered and I would also like to thank Your Majesty for the tonic."

Emperor Changping's gaze lingered on Chu Huaizhong for a moment, as if he could see through his heart.

He nodded and then asked, "Xingyao is almost of marriageable age, right? When will the coming-of-age ceremony be held?"

Chu Huaizhong was filled with anxiety. He was truly afraid that the Emperor would arrange a marriage for Chu Xingyao, but he still braced himself and answered:

"Your Majesty, my daughter is having her coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow."

His voice trembled slightly, as if he had already foreseen all the troubles to come.

Emperor Changping smiled and said:

"It is said that a woman from one family will be sought by a hundred men. Does Xingyao have a man she likes? If so, I will grant her a marriage."

His words carried a hint of humor, yet they also created a subtle atmosphere in the hall.

Upon hearing this, Jun Xuanche, who was standing next to him, was overjoyed.

Everyone in Dongjing Kingdom knows that Chu Xingyao has been obsessed with Jun Xuanche ever since he was a prince.

Jun Xuanche took a step forward, knelt on the ground, and said to Emperor Changping:

"Father, I dare to present this memorial today because there is a matter on my mind that is as heavy as Mount Tai and I must speak it out."

"The Princess of Ding'an is from a distinguished family and possesses both virtue and talent." "She has been devoted to her son for many years, and her heart is evident."

“Now that the county princess has reached the age of marriage, she is in her prime,” “I also have deep feelings for her, and our hearts are in love and we are of one mind.”

"Your subject knows that marriage is no small matter; it concerns the well-being of both families and the peace of the nation."

"However, your son and Princess Ding'an have made up our minds to be married and grow old together."

"Hereby, your son humbly begs Your Majesty, in consideration of the deep affection you have shown me over the years, and my sincere heart, to grant us this marriage and make this a perfect match."

Jun Xuanche, with a solemn expression, spoke sincerely.

His words fell like a stone thrown into a still lake, creating ripples.

Immediately, an official echoed this sentiment:

"Yes, yes, last time Chu Xingyao spent over ten thousand taels of silver to buy a precious sword for the Prince of Yan."

The official's words carried a hint of teasing, seemingly implying Chu Xingyao's deep affection for Jun Xuance.

"At the spring banquet hosted by the Grand Duke, Chu Xingyao publicly confessed her love to the Prince of Yan..."

Another official said that there was a hint of mockery in his words.

Standing in the imperial court, Chu Huaizhong grew angrier the more he listened. How could this beast have so betrayed his precious child?

His gaze was sharp as a blade as he stared at Jun Xuance's ambiguous smile, his heart burning with rage.

His "precious daughter" Chu Xingyao is the apple of his eye; how could he easily marry her off to such a treacherous and cunning person?

He wished he could strike immediately and kill Jun Xuanche with a single blow.

But when he caught a glimpse of Emperor Changping on the dragon throne out of the corner of his eye, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

“Your Majesty,” Chu Huaizhong’s voice was deep and powerful. He spoke again, his tone firm and unwavering.

“My daughter is still young and unruly by nature. I wish to keep her by my side and educate her for a few more years.”

Jun Jiuxiao stood among the court officials, his gaze sharp enough to catch the fleeting murderous intent in Chu Huaizhong's eyes.

A slight smile played on his lips as he secretly found it amusing: "With Chu Huaizhong so opposed to this marriage, the number one doting father in the capital, Jun Xuanche will definitely not be able to marry Chu Xingyao anytime soon."

The hand warmer in his hand seemed to sense his mood, and for a moment he felt that the hand warmer was really warm, making him feel comfortable all over.

Jun Xuanche stood in the center, his face sincere, his words flowing like a river.

Praise for Chu Xingyao was endless:

"In my opinion, Yao'er is not only not unruly, but her pure nature is exactly what my heart desires."

His words seemed to move heaven and earth, making everyone feel his deep affection for Chu Xingyao.

Standing in the main hall, Chu Huaizhong faced Jun Xuanche's aggressive demeanor, his heart churning with turbulent emotions.

He really wanted to turn the "anger (snot)" that was about to flow from his mouth into a cold arrow and shoot it straight at Jun Xuanche's smug face.

However, when his gaze inadvertently swept over Emperor Changping, who was sitting upright on the dragon throne, he forcefully suppressed the impulse.

He cursed inwardly, "This kid's skin is thicker than a city wall. How is my precious baby innocent?"

"She is clearly intelligent and quick-witted."

But facing the emperor, Chu Huaizhong could only silently repeat it three times:

"To do good deeds for my precious child, I'll spare the dog's life."

"To do good deeds for my precious child, I'll spare the dog's life."

"To do good deeds for my precious child, I will spare the dog's life."

It was as if it were a mysterious spell that allowed him to suppress the anger within him.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, and continued to argue:

"Your Majesty, these are all rumors. My daughter is still young and does not understand matters of love between men and women, nor has she ever had anyone she admires."

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to have been carefully considered.