"But I don't want to marry my elder sister to them. These bastards, of all the princesses they could have, why do they have to choose my sister! I'm not happy, not happy at all!"

As he spoke, Yuan Xiu suddenly sat up, his face full of anger, as if he were about to jump up and hit someone at any moment.

At that moment, he was like a child, a child whose mother was about to be taken away.

Mu Shanyue coughed lightly, knowing that the emperor's display of this true nature in front of them meant he genuinely considered them his own people. He didn't reprimand the emperor for his lack of decorum, but said, "This old minister understands Your Majesty's difficulties, but when personal feelings and national affairs cannot coexist, a choice must be made!"

"I don't want to hear your nonsense and attempts to smooth things over!" Yuan Xiu looked at Wen Tai and said, "Where is the Left Chancellor? When that bastard Zhou Jinghuan was speaking, I noticed you remained silent the whole time. What do you think of that?"

“At a state banquet, the people are a diverse group, and I dare not speak presumptuously,” Wen Taixian explained, then continued, “My attitude is very clear, and it boils down to two points.”

"First, the Great Jing has never been afraid of trouble. In previous dynasties, it was constantly harassed and even bullied by the Ye Dan, but it never compromised with the Ye Dan. Now what? The Ye Dan has been destroyed by us."

"Secondly, in the end, our Great Jing still follows His Majesty's will. If His Majesty is willing to endure the pain of siblings being separated, then we will go with the flow. If not, then we will fight! Although now is not a good time for our Great Jing to start a war, it is a pipe dream for Southern Zhou to want to march north and strike directly at the heart of the enemy. At worst, we can just add another Yedan in the south and fight a protracted war."

As Wen Tai spoke, Yuan Xiu nodded slightly. The three of them noticed his expression and became even more certain that the emperor still did not want to abandon his sister.

At this moment, Lu Zhao looked at Mu Shanyue, then at Wen Tai, and suddenly said, "I have an idea, but I don't know if it's appropriate?"

"Whether it's appropriate or not, just speak! I summoned you here to have you speak!"

Lu Zhao raised his eyelids, secretly glanced at Yuan Xiu, and uttered five words: "Hurry up and find a son-in-law!"