"Lu Wuyou won't do either. He's the Empress's own nephew. What if he sides with her and harms you someday?"
"Surely he wouldn't? I think Lu Wuyou is quite nice, though he can't take a blow. Last time, I crushed his spirits so badly he almost became depressed and killed himself."
Jun Yuyuan said with a perfectly straight face, "Then he's even more unsuitable. Think about it. If you can crush his spirits until he becomes depressed and suicidal, someone else might do the same. Do you want to become a widow someday? Widows can't eat meat, and they have to observe mourning for three years. You wouldn't even be allowed to look at other young generals."
Ye Tangtang shook her head like a rattle drum.
No, no! I don't want to be a widow! No meat, and no looking at other handsome young men? Wouldn't that be the same as taking my life outright?
After much hesitation, Ye Tangtang crossed out Lu Wuyou's name, leaving only one last name: Xie Jingqian.
"Then... I don't want him either. I only want the Young Marquis. He's the moonlight of my dreams. I only want him."
Ye Tangtang rubbed the notebook against her cheek. She only wanted the Young Marquis. He would always come first in her heart.
Seeing the little girl's lovestruck expression, Jun Yuyuan curled a finger and tapped her little head.
"Xie Jingqian? You like him?"
Ye Tangtang's little face flushed pink, and she looked rather shy. Her dark eyes gazed at Jun Yuyuan, and at last, she nodded.
Jun Yuyuan briefly closed his eyes, suppressing the darkness in them. He gently rubbed the little girl's head and said patiently:
"Tang Tang, you've barely had any contact with him, have you? Why do you like him? Do you know