“Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence....
"This..." Mr. Fang's face turned even more grim.
“Me, me, me, I’ll speak.” Fang Zhiyi immediately stepped forward.
"You unfilial son! How dare you!" Father Fang was shocked. How come he had never noticed how audacious this boy was before? The person before him was a ninth-rank Dou Zong expert! The Emperor of Great Xia!
"Old Fang, shut up, I'm listening to him." The emperor looked Fang Zhiyi up and down. To be honest, this kid looks unruly, but he has extraordinary courage and demeanor. It's a pity he's a good-for-nothing without any foundation.
Fang Zhiyi began his story, making a melodramatic love affair sound incredibly moving, transforming Jian Xiaoyu and Fang Congyun's affair into a legendary couple forced to suppress their feelings due to family pressure.
Fang Congyun was completely bewildered, while Jian Xiaoyu's eyes were full of admiration. She had even made up her mind to slap anyone who was ever against Fang Zhiyi.
The emperor immediately made the decision: "Very well! In that case, I have decided to personally bestow a marriage upon you two! Are you both willing?"
Mr. Fang's face darkened. He had originally intended to delay, but unexpectedly, the emperor had directly bestowed the marriage upon him! This...
Jian Xiaoyu immediately bowed and said, "Xiaoyu is willing!"
The emperor looked at Fang Congyun with deep eyes: "What, are you still afraid of the family rules? Are the family rules bigger than my rules?" A faint fighting spirit began to spread.
Fang Congyun immediately knelt down: "Congyun is willing too!"
Xiao Hei finally understood: "Wow, that's a brilliant move! The emperor bestowed a marriage upon them, and this matter will be known throughout the world. I thought you were just trying to help them get married."
Fang Zhiyi smiled, her eyes narrowing.
"In this way, Fang Congyun's path is blocked. He can only be a family head no matter how hard he tries, unless he is shameless."
"It's really hard to say." Fang Zhiyi suddenly clapped his hands, and everyone looked at him.
"Your Majesty is indeed wise and mighty, virtuous and talented, and discerning!"
A barrage of flattery delighted the emperor; this lad was quite interesting.
"You unfilial son, don't talk nonsense!" Father Fang scolded in a low voice. He was now regretting that he hadn't strangled Fang Zhiyi when she was born.
"What nonsense? Father, are you saying that my praise of the King's wisdom and might is nonsense, or that my keen insight is nonsense?" Fang Zhiyi's words were startling, and the previously relaxed atmosphere instantly changed. "Oh, are you dissatisfied with the King's bestowed marriage?"
The emperor looked coldly at Fang's father. He could actually sense that Fang Congyun's father was unwilling for his son to marry Jian Xiaoyu.
He didn't want to think about the intricacies of aristocratic families; as an emperor, he only wanted to do what he was willing to do.
"You, you're talking nonsense!" Feeling the pressure emanating from him, Fang's father lowered his head deeply. "Your subject thanks Your Majesty for bestowing this marriage upon us!"
"You always say that the King is petty, pleasure-seeking, and unable to distinguish right from wrong. I think the King is quite good," Fang Zhiyi muttered casually.
These words surprised even the Jian family.
Is Fang Zhiyi an idiot? How can she blurt out anything like that!
"You unfilial son! I, I never said such a thing!" Fang's father reacted extremely quickly. In order to shut Fang Zhiyi up, he even unleashed a strike, which was filled with all his fighting spirit.
But just as Fang Zhiyi was about to be killed, a figure flashed by and neutralized the fighting spirit. It was the emperor's guards, all of whom were top experts.
"Old Fang, your Fang family has really grown too powerful, daring to kill someone right in front of me?"