"Right, Fengfeng?!"
The Fifth Master lightly tugged her sleeve.
Hai Feng lowered her head.
The anger inside her dared not be expressed. She managed a crooked smile and vaguely replied yes.
Prince Jin sighed in relief and nodded.
"Then this old man can rest assured!"
"Fengfeng, once you're married, you can't be reckless anymore. You must serve your husband well!"
"Prince Zhe is a talented man, skilled in both literature and martial arts, well-rounded inside and out. He certainly won't let you down!"
"Do you hear me?!"
Hai Feng lowered her head even further.
"I understand, Father!"
Prince Jin nodded with satisfaction, smiling.
Beside him, King Western Xia also laughed.
"There's a saying in the Central Plains, 'fate brings people together from far away!'"
"And another, 'it takes a hundred years of cultivation to cross a river in the same boat, and a thousand years to share a pillow!' "
"Your union is a rare fate, you must cherish it well!"
