A smile finally appeared on Dai Zhirou's face. "Thank you, Father. Thank you, Duke of Netherworld, for granting this."
The Emperor and Duke of Netherworld exchanged a glance. Granting this?
Hadn't they merely been threatened by that old bastard, the War King?
The Emperor said, "Don't thank us so soon. We can only settle this matter in secret for now. It will be officially announced to the public in a year or so!"
Hearing this, the Duke of Netherworld let out a sigh of relief. After all, everyone in the imperial city already tacitly understood the matter between Dai Zhirou and the Zhu Family.
If this suddenly happened, the Zhu Family would lose all face.
He could not help shooting the Emperor a grateful look.
Now, all he needed to do was finalize Dai Weisi's marriage alliance with the Zhu Family. Then Dai Zhirou's matter would naturally fade away.
After all, Dai Weisi was the Star Luo Empire's first-in-line heir. He carried far more weight than Dai Zhirou, a princess. That way, neither the clan members nor anyone else outside could say anything.
"Since Father has agreed, your daughter has one more matter to report! I hope that, apart from the three people present, no one else will learn even the slightest detail of it."
"Not even the Empress, the Duchess, or War King Uncle's two daughters!"
The Emperor, Duke of Netherworld, and War King looked at one another, unable for a moment to guess what Dai Zhirou wanted to say.
It had actually risen to such a level.
However, judging by Dai Zhirou's solemn and earnest expression, she did not seem to be joking.
The Emperor's gaze flickered. "Speak. I agree."
With a proud look on her face, Dai Zhirou said, "Ye Han is not merely an eight-year-old Soul