Su Xuening opened her mouth to speak, but Xuan Yuanzhan walked in and said, "Since Mother doesn't agree, let's just forget about it."
For him, it wasn't really that much of a concern.
Regardless of Xiao Bao's surname or whether he is included in the genealogy of Western Liang or Eastern Chu, he is still his son and his bloodline.
If he and Ning'er only have this one child in the future, even if he takes the surname of Xiliang, the throne of Dongchu should still be passed to him!
Seeing that the mother and daughter were about to argue about this, Bai Fuya quickly joined in to persuade them: "Zhan'er is right. We had already promised His Majesty this matter. Since we had already agreed to let Xiaobao be included in the Xiliang family genealogy and take the Duanmu family name, we should not bring up the idea of changing the surname now."
As Bai Fuya spoke, she gave Su Xuening a wink, signaling her to be mindful of her words when speaking to Duanmu Junyu.
Actually, she didn't care what Xiao Bao's surname was at all; as long as Xiao Bao was her grandson, that was all that mattered.
However, she could understand the psychology of Xuanyuan Peng and Duanmu Junyu vying for Xiaobao. They were both emperors, and emperors valued offspring the most. The things they considered were definitely different from those of ordinary people!
Seeing that both Xuan Yuanzhan and Bai Fuya said so, Duanmu Junyu felt somewhat relieved.
Regardless, her son-in-law is sensible, and her mother-in-law is always open-minded, speaks and acts appropriately, and makes people feel comfortable.
But her daughter has learned to side with outsiders now.
Seeing the dissatisfaction on Duanmu Junyu's face, Su Xuening sighed helplessly: "Mother, please don't get angry. I agreed to let Xiaobao change his surname because I had a solution that would benefit both sides."
Upon hearing that there was a win-win solution, the three of them's eyes lit up simultaneously: "What win-win solution?"
Su Xuening immediately explained, "What I mean is that Xiaobao is the eldest grandson of both the Western Liang and Eastern Chu emperors. Whether he only takes the surname Duanmu or Xuanyuan, it's unfair to the other surname. And whether he's only listed in the Western Liang or Eastern Chu family genealogy, it doesn't erase the fact that he also has royal blood from another country. Since Xiaobao's identity is special, he should have both surnames and be listed in both family genealogies."
Su Xuening's words left the three of them somewhat bewildered.
Duanmu Junyu frowned and said, "How can this person have two surnames? How can he be included in both family genealogies?"
Su Xuening raised her eyebrows and said, "It's very simple. Xiao Bao can be registered in the family genealogy in Xiliang or Dongchu. In the future, Xiao Bao will be surnamed Duanmu when he is in Xiliang and Xuanyuan when he is in Dongchu. There is no conflict at all!"
The Western Liang and Eastern Chu are so far apart, the ministers of Western Liang probably wouldn't care whether Xiaobao's surname in Eastern Chu is Xuanyuan or Duanmu. And the ministers of Eastern Chu wouldn't extend their reach to Western Liang to concern themselves with whether Xiaobao is included in the Western Liang royal family's genealogy.
Su Xuening's words stunned the three of them once again.
This method...
It seems, it appears, it seems... that it might be feasible.
Ning'er is right. Xiao Bao is of royal blood from both Eastern Chu and Western Liang. No matter what his surname is, it cannot erase the fact that he is the eldest grandson of the emperor of another country. Of course, it is indeed unfair to the other country if he only takes the surname of one country.
Therefore, Ning'er's method seems to be the only one that is fair to both countries.
Bai Fuya thought Su Xuening's method was excellent, so she looked at Duanmu Junyu and asked, "What does Your Majesty think?"
Duanmu Junyu glanced at Bai Fuya and Xuanyuan Zhan's longing eyes and could only reluctantly compromise: "Then let's do as Ning'er says. You two can handle this as you see fit. Just pretend I wasn't in Dongchu and that I know nothing about it."
She agreed because her son-in-law and mother-in-law were both decent people.
"Thank you, Mother," Su Xuening and Xuan Yuanzhan said excitedly together.
Bai Fuya smiled and flattered, "I knew my mother-in-law was an open-minded person."
Bai Fuya's words immediately made everyone laugh.
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Seven days later, the day arrived for Xuanyuan Zhan to officially ascend the throne.
Early in the morning, the Clothing Bureau delivered the dragon robes and phoenix gowns for Xuan Yuanzhan and Su Xuening.
Su Xuening personally helped Xuan Yuanzhan change into the dragon robe, and said with admiration, "You used to wear all black, but this dragon robe suits you quite well now, and you look very pleasing to the eye."
This man's physique makes him look good in anything.
Xuanyuan Zhan didn't think he was anything special. He only thought that she, with her hair loose and gently undressing him, was breathtakingly beautiful, so much so that he couldn't take his eyes off her.
Xuanyuan Zhan couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips.
Su Xuening was slightly taken aback, then realized there were palace servants nearby, and quickly nudged him shyly.
But Xuan Yuanzhan was unwilling to let her go. Not only did he not let her go, he also held her tightly and deepened the kiss.
Su Xuening was quickly overcome by his advances and became utterly captivated, her mind becoming hazy as she began to respond to him.
Sensing her response, Xuan Yuanzhan became even more unstoppable.
Upon seeing this, Zong Jiu immediately lowered his head and gestured for the palace servants in the hall to leave. He then bowed and withdrew himself.
The Emperor is young and vigorous, much more so than the previous Emperor... much more like a wolf or tiger.
The two kissed passionately in the hall until Ye Yun's voice came from outside.
"Are the Emperor and Empress not ready yet? It's time to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple."
Upon hearing Ye Yun's voice, Su Xuening hurriedly pushed Xuan Yuanzhan away, her pretty face flushed red, and said, "It's too late!"
Su Xuening's voice was soft and sweet, as if it could overflow with water, making Xuan Yuanzhan's bones melt.
He hugged Su Xuening tightly, buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath before reluctantly letting go of her: "I'll help you change your clothes."
As he spoke, Xuanyuan Zhan went to fetch the phoenix robe.
"I can do it myself." Su Xuening blushed again and quickly tried to snatch the phoenix robe from his hand.
If he were to change it for her, who knows how long it would take.
Xuanyuan Zhan knew what she was thinking, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will try my best not to have any evil thoughts."
There was indeed no time left, and he could not afford to have any evil thoughts.
Su Xuening couldn't refuse Xuan Yuanzhan, so she had no choice but to let him help her change into the phoenix dress.
Wearing the bright yellow phoenix robe, she was stunningly beautiful even without dressing up, and at the same time, she exuded the majesty of an empress.
Although Xuanyuan Zhan really wanted to help her with her makeup, he didn't know how to do it, and today was a big day, so he didn't dare to practice on it: "I'll have Bihe and Lülian come over to help you with your makeup."
"Um."
Xuanyuan Zhan opened the door and let Bihe and Lülian in.
The two helped Su Xuening with her makeup, while Xuan Yuanzhan went to the side hall to wash up.
By the time the two finished, it was already past the appointed time. They carried the baby and boarded the imperial carriage to leave the palace.
Su Xuening didn't see Bai Fuya's sedan chair behind her and frowned, asking, "Isn't Mother coming with us?"
Xuanyuan Zhan raised his eyebrows: "I asked her, and she said she's been going to the Imperial Ancestral Temple these past few days. She won't be going there today; she'll come with us to the court later."
“Alright.” Su Xuening nodded.
She's been busy visiting the Imperial Ancestral Temple these past few days, so let her rest.
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