Xie Yizhi nervously rubbed his hands together. Jiang Luoluo took a sip of soup and looked at Xie Yizhi with some suspicion. "Does Your Highness have something else to tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yizhi hurriedly picked up his teacup, intending to take a tactical sip, but Jiang Luoluo stopped him, saying, "Your Highness, that's my teacup..."

Xie Yizhi coughed awkwardly, put down his teacup, picked up his other teacup, and nervously took a sip. "There are still some things I want to tell Luo Luo!"

Under the covers, Xie Zhichen clenched his little hands into fists with nervousness. He kept encouraging his father, "Daddy, come on! Daddy, come on! Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly!"

Jiang Luoluo stared intently at Xie Yizhi with her large, ethereal eyes. "Your Highness, please speak!"

Xie Yizhi put down his teacup, composed himself, and took out two pieces of paper covered with writing from his sleeve. He handed them to Jiang Luoluo, his voice soft and slightly embarrassed, "I would like to ask Luoluo to be Zhichen's mother!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the soup spoon that Jiang Luoluo had picked up froze in mid-air, and then with a thud, the spoon fell onto the table.

"Well done, Daddy!" Xie Zhichen pricked up his little ears, silently cheering Xie Yizhi on.

Jiang Luoluo stared intently at Xie Yizhi with her bright, watery eyes. "Your Highness, are you saying...?"

Xie Yizhi took a deep breath, looked up and stared directly at Jiang Luoluo. He then handed the paper forward again, his usually icy eyes now burning with a gentle determination. "This is the contract. Please take a look, Luoluo!"

Jiang Luoluo took the paper, glanced down, and saw four large characters written on it: "Contractual Marriage," in strong and vigorous handwriting.

The rules and regulations are listed clearly and meticulously.

Article 1: I, Xie Yizhi, and Jiang Luoluo are in a contractual marriage. During the marriage, we shall not consummate our marriage unless both parties consent, and we shall not be required to perform marital relations.

Article 2: Jiang Luoluo is the Princess Consort of Prince Yi. All the servants in the mansion obey her orders, and her words are no different from Prince Yi's commands.

Article 3: During the marriage, all property in Prince Yi's mansion shall be at Jiang Luoluo's free disposal.

Article 4: During the marriage, neither party shall have an affair with another person. If either party is dissatisfied, they may file for divorce at any time.

...

Jiang Luoluo held the paper, her eyes scanning each detail from top to bottom, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Xie Yizhi's contract was so comprehensive and the rules were so clear that it was both laughable and absurd.

She was both angry and amused. Her gaze swept over Xie Yizhi, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Your Highness is indeed meticulous. You even consider such matters in such detail."

Before the words were finished, Xie Zhichen's wailing could be heard from inside the room, his sobs punctuated by indistinct words: "I'm not an orphan! I have a mother! Don't bully me!"

Jiang Luoluo's heart tightened, and she quickly stuffed the note into her sleeve before running into the inner room with Xie Yizhi.

As soon as he reached the bedside, Xie Zhichen threw off the covers, tears welling in his eyes, and rushed straight into Jiang Luoluo's arms, sobbing, "Pretty sister, they bullied me, saying I don't have a mother and that I'm a wild child..."

Jiang Luoluo felt a mix of emotions. She gently patted Xie Zhichen's back and softly comforted him, "Zhichen, don't be afraid. Zhichen will have a mother. Zhichen is not a wild child. With your sister and father here, no one will dare to bully you."

Jiang Luoluo's words were as gentle as a spring breeze, soothing Xie Zhichen's grievances. However, Xie Yizhi, standing to the side, couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness. He was so young, yet so precocious, and his acting was truly terrible.

Xie Zhichen raised his tear-streaked face, blinked his wet eyes at Jiang Luoluo, and asked in his childish voice with a hint of expectation, "Then pretty sister, will you be my mother?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luoluo was taken aback and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Xie Zhichen suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Father really likes Sister! Father often stares blankly at the sachet Sister gave him and even smiles like an idiot!"

Jiang Luoluo was taken aback by what he said and subconsciously turned to look at Xie Yizhi.

Xie Yizhi's expression stiffened slightly. Although he tried his best to remain calm, his ears turned slightly red.

Although Xie Zhichen was speaking in a whisper, Xie Yizhi, being a martial artist, could clearly hear every word.

Xie Yizhi's gaze darkened slightly. He cleared his throat lightly, trying to cover his embarrassment. His gaze fell on Xie Zhichen, but he said with a hint of helplessness, "Zhichen, what nonsense are you spouting now?"

Xie Zhichen replied seriously, "I'm not talking nonsense!"

Jiang Luoluo couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Xie Zhichen's serious, grown-up demeanor.

She felt a strange, indescribable emotion welling up inside her, like ripples quietly stirring on a calm lake.

Jiang Luoluo gently hugged Xie Zhichen, gazing at him tenderly, and said softly, "Zhichen, this matter is of great importance. I need to think about it carefully for a few days before I can give you an answer."

Then, she turned to Xie Yizhi, her tone gentle yet solemn: "After I've thought it over, I'll give you and Father an answer, okay?"

"No problem!" the father and son answered in unison, their cooperation seamless.

Jiang Luoluo couldn't help but smile. After helping Xie Zhichen put on his shoes, the three of them ate some food before going downstairs together.

After returning to the Jiang residence, Jiang Luoluo transferred a group of servants and maids from the General's Mansion. That night, Jiang Luoluo and Dingdang stayed at Luoluo Residence.

However, she tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, clutching the thin marriage contract in her hand.

The paper looked particularly glaring in the candlelight. She held the paper tightly, her expression complicated, her mind constantly searching through the plot of the book, confirming Xie Yizhi's ending over and over again.

She remembered that part very clearly: when the Prince of Yan ascended the throne, he made Yao Shiyu his empress.

During the ceremony to confer the title of Empress, Xie Yizhi disguised himself as a member of an opera troupe and attempted to assassinate the Prince of Yan.

In the end, he was shot and killed by the King of Yan with an arrow, a tragic and devastating end.

Jiang Luoluo's hands tightened slightly, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.

She was originally an outsider, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and hesitant.

The two were originally just ordinary allies, but if they wanted to take their relationship to the next level, Jiang Luoluo had to consider more.

Xie Yi was so dedicated to his work that Jiang Luoluo had the illusion that Xie Yi had feelings for her.

However, Xie Yizhi is a cunning and calculating man. He has a beloved princess in his heart, and he can't just forget her so easily.

Perhaps this was just Xie Yizhi's way of winning him over. He also sensed that Jiang Luoluo was hiding something from him, using a contractual marriage as an excuse.

He kept Jiang Luoluo under his watchful eye for two reasons: first, to gain more information, and second, to prevent Jiang Luoluo from siding with the enemy.