"Enough about that. You heard what I said just now, right? We'll be able to truly be together soon. Are you happy?"
Su Qiao sidelonged him a glance. "What do you think?"
Xi Hanzhou propped his chin in his hand and smiled at her. "I think you must be happy."
"I'm guessing that at the latest, we'll be able to marry after the New Year."
Su Qiao had Little Four scan the surroundings. After confirming that no one was nearby, she suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear, "When are you planning to ascend the throne?"
"I don't want to spend every day facing a situation where the Emperor bestows a consort on you today and sends you several beauties tomorrow."
Xi Hanzhou frowned.
In truth, he had already abandoned the idea of ascending the throne early.
First, his Imperial Father was still young, and he didn't want to develop a rift with him over the throne.
Second, he was genuinely somewhat worried about his health.
If he was destined to have no children of his own in this lifetime, it would be better to let his Imperial Father choose the most suitable one from among his brothers' sons and slowly raise him.
Once the child grew up, he would leave the Imperial Palace with Su Qiao and live their own life.
"It won't happen. My Imperial Father knows about my condition. He's afraid I'll be hurt, so he doesn't even dare mention women in front of me anymore. He won't do that in the short term."
"Give me a little more time. Before we marry, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
When the time came, he would have an open and honest talk with his Imperial Father.
Su Qiao thought for a moment. "Forget it. I know