"Xijiu, I know that you aren’t interested in Rong Chu at all. But if His Majesty wanted to appoint you a spouse, you definitely can’t reject. But I have a suggestion, would you like to listen?"
"What’s it?" Gu Xijiu was curious.
"My father has been urging me to get married, but like you, I don’t want to get married yet. Therefore, why don’t we make a show? If my father wanted to appoint you a spouse during the farewell dinner, I'd request that he appoints you to me…"
Rong Jialuo looked at the brightening eyes of Gu Xijiu, "Don’t worry; we’re just acting even if we got married. You’ll still have your freedom, and I’ll not force you into anything. In the future, if you see anyone, I’ll try to dissolve this marriage so that you can go with him."
Gu Xijiu, "…"
Gu Xijiu kept silent for a moment. On this big land, unless one had the same status as Di Fuyi, everyone had to obey the imperial decree.
