Chapter 363: Grand Wedding (2)_1

"I know you care about me," Yang Mengchen soothed softly, "but after all, they are the sons of Father Emperor. The palm and the back of the hand are both flesh, and Father Emperor does not want to see you brothers fighting one another, nor do I wish you to bear the stigma of fratricide. Of course, we will not just give in to compromise."

She then whispered a few words into Long Xuanmo's ear, and he nodded, "I will listen to everything Ah Jiu says. Ah Jiu, having you by my side is truly wonderful!" He gently embraced his beloved, his tone filled with fortune and contentment.

Snuggling in Long Xuanmo's warm embrace, Yang Mengchen smiled lightly, her beauty reminiscent of a lotus emerging from the water or a peach blossom bathed in rain, pure and charming.

The Hidden Guard and two Imperial Army soldiers carried out Long Xuanmo's orders, quietly escorting the assassins back to The Capital overnight.