What's wrong with my round face? And besides, it's only a little baby fat, okay? It's a sign of good fortune, understand?
Wang Fugui grumbled inwardly, but it was awkward to show it openly, so he could only put on an embarrassed yet polite smile.
However, halfway through the smile, his expression suddenly froze.
Wait!
The key point did not seem to be the round face, but... "future husband"?
What the hell was that? Since when did Wang Fugui have a fiancée? And a five- or six-year-old little girl at that?
"..."
Yun Mengyu's expression also cracked. She glanced at the sobbing Princess Zhaoyu, then at Wang Fugui, her face full of uncertainty.
What was going on? Since when had Fugui gotten involved with this little brat?
For a moment, not only Wang Fugui and Yun Mengyu, but even the Immortal Emperor wore a rather subtle expression.
The room suddenly fell silent. Apart from Princess Zhaoyu's crying, no one spoke for the moment, and the atmosphere became rather strange.
"Cough, cough, cough~"
The Third Prince cleared his throat awkwardly and flicked Princess Zhaoyu on the forehead. "What are you howling for? The eight characters haven't even made the first stroke yet. Why are you crying so miserably?"
"Waaah, aaah~" Princess Zhaoyu cried even harder. "What do you mean, the eight characters haven't made the first stroke yet? Great Ancestor said he could agree to anything I wanted and indulge me in everything, except my marriage to Wang Fugui. He said he had the final say! Wuu wuu~~ Great Ancestor is so unreasonable."
Only then did everyone come to a realization.
After all that, the trouble had actually been caused by the Demon Emperor.
Once she understood the whole story, the Immortal Emperor's willow brows instantly rose, and twelve parts vigilance