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"It is God's destiny, the emperor decreed:

I have heard that Princess Chu Xingyao of Ding'an County in Dongjing Kingdom is both beautiful and talented, virtuous and skilled in all arts, and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting and dance. She is truly the most talented woman in Dongjing Kingdom.

I have also heard that King Zhan Jun Jiuxiao is exceptionally brave and accomplished, a pillar of the nation and a role model for the people. The two are well-matched, a match made in heaven, truly a perfect couple.

I hereby bestow upon you, Prince Zhan Jiuxiao, and Princess Ding'an Chu Xingyao, that you may be united in marriage and forever be of one heart.

Chu Xingyao is to become the principal wife of Zhan Wangjun Jiuxiao. It is hoped that the two will respect each other and grow old together.

"So be it!" As the last two words were uttered, the entire court fell into a brief silence, followed by the resounding shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" from the assembled officials.

Jun Jiuxiao's embrace was like the warmest fire in winter, as solid as a fortress that could withstand all wind and rain.

The drunk Chu Xingyao curled up in his arms like a well-behaved kitten, sleeping soundly.

A faint smile lingered at the corners of her lips, as if she were having a beautiful dream.

Jun Jiuxiao bowed slightly, his deep and magnetic voice now sounding firm and powerful:

"Your subject accepts the imperial decree."

At this moment, the emperor's hearty laughter echoed throughout the magnificent hall.

The laughter contained both the friendly banter between brothers and a subtle expression of best wishes for Jun Jiuxiao's future happiness.

"Haha, my eleventh prince, from now on someone will be able to keep him in check!"

The emperor smiled and pointed at Jun Jiuxiao with his finger, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Chu Xingyao's breathing remained steady throughout, her beautiful face serene and peaceful, as if all the noise and turmoil of the world had nothing to do with her.

Jun Jiuxiao carefully and gently picked her up, his movements so gentle as if he were afraid of waking the person in his arms.

Then, he raised his head and cast a slightly helpless yet grateful look at the emperor high above him.

Then he said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I shall take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the hall.

His steps were steady as a mountain, each step carrying a calm and unhurried demeanor.

And so, he carried Chu Xingyao through the spacious and magnificent hall, leaving only a series of steady and powerful footsteps that slowly dissipated in the air.

At the same time, Chu Huaizhong and his family hurriedly followed.

Their steps were somewhat hurried, but when they arrived at the door, Jun Jiuxiao's figure had already disappeared into the vast snow.

Jun Jiuxiao used his lightness skill, like a shadow sweeping across the snow, and arrived in front of the carriage of the War King's Mansion in an instant.

He tiptoed closer to the beautifully decorated carriage and carefully placed Chu Xingyao on the soft seat.

Every movement was incredibly gentle, as if afraid of waking the sleeping beauty, as if she were a rare and precious treasure that could be broken at the slightest touch.

After completing this series of actions, he did not turn around and leave immediately. Instead, he stood quietly beside the carriage, tilting his head slightly to look into the distance, patiently waiting for the Chu family to appear.

At that moment, snowflakes were falling from the sky, and in the pure white world, he and his carriage became a unique sight.

Meanwhile, Chu Xingyao, inside the carriage, slept even more soundly and deeply.

Her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow on her snow-white cheeks, like a beautiful and moving painting.

Her rosy lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids, and the captivating charm she exuded unintentionally was enough to make anyone's heart flutter.

Jun Jiuxiao's gaze was involuntarily drawn to her stunningly beautiful face, and for a moment he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Looking at her peaceful and sweet sleeping face, an unprecedented tenderness welled up in the depths of his heart.

The feeling was so intense that he almost lost control and leaned down to kiss those alluring red lips.

However, at that moment, his keen ears suddenly caught a faint sound of footsteps approaching from afar.

He instantly came to his senses, knowing that he could not act impulsively at this moment.

So he quickly turned around and jumped off the carriage, and at the same time, an oil-paper umbrella appeared out of nowhere and he held it in his hand.

He stood there quietly, waiting for the Chu family amidst the swirling snow, his umbrella slightly tilted to shield them from the falling snowflakes.

Chu Huaizhong and his family hurriedly rushed out of the palace, as if something was chasing them.

Their footsteps were hurried and disordered, each step sinking deep into the snow.

A series of clear, varying deep and shallow footprints were left on the pristine white snow.

These footprints resembled a winding path, stretching all the way to the carriage parked in the distance.

Chu Huaizhong looked into the distance, while Jun Jiuxiao stood upright beside the carriage.

He held a paper umbrella tightly in his right hand, the umbrella covering the swirling snowflakes above.

He looked like a transcendent immortal in the snow.

At this moment, Jun Jiuxiao was staring intently ahead, silently waiting for the arrival of Chu Huaizhong's family.

Chu Huaizhong stared at the imposing and heroic man before him, whose noble and domineering presence inspired awe.

He knew that from this day forward, his precious daughter would have a solid, reliable, and incredibly strong support.

Thinking of this, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally calmed down a little, but at the same time, it was also mixed with some reluctance and worry.

Jun Jiuxiao's extraordinary perception allowed him to instantly realize that Chu Huaizhong and the others were already in front of him.

His steps were steady and powerful. When he reached Chu Huaizhong, Jun Jiuxiao bowed slightly, performing a junior's greeting with neither servility nor arrogance.

His voice was deep and magnetic, containing an undeniable air of authority.

“Father-in-law, Yao’er is sleeping soundly in the carriage right now. This carriage will be exclusively for Yao’er’s use from now on. Tomorrow, I will come to your door to propose marriage as a sign of my sincerity.”