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Soon, Long Yang returned, followed by Yaoyao and Long Yin who had both received the news.

The instant Long Yang came in, he swiftly eyed Ji\'er from head to toe.

"Father." Ji\'er curtsied to him.

"I\'m glad you\'re back." Long Yang helped her up, heaving a secret sigh of relief. Then, his eyes flickered to Chu Qi. "How\'s your?"

"It\'s already healed." Chu Qi lifted the hem of his robe and knelt before the Emperor and Empress. "I came here today to make a request."

Seeing this, Lu Liangwei quickly said to Yaoyao, "Take Ji\'er back with you."

Yaoyao was surprised for a second before understanding her mother\'s intentions. She longed to stay and see if her parents would make things difficult for Big Bro Lil Qi, but disinclined as she was, she did not dare to disobey her mother. She got to her feet and said to Ji\'er, "Ji\'er, let\'s go."

Ji\'er was also aware that her mother was sending her away on purpose. Aside from feeling reluctant, she was worried that her parents would give Lil Qi a hard time.

"Mother, I…"

Lu Liangwei smiled at her, but there was an authoritative edge in her tone. "Just go. Don\'t worry."

Only then did Ji\'er follow Yaoyao out, though she kept looking over her shoulder with almost every step she took.

Lu Liangwei was exasperated by her silly behavior.

Did she and the Emperor look like some kind of monster that would devour Chu Qi?

Long Yin, who had somehow grasped the situation, looked at Chu Qi and asked, "Lil Qi, what do you intend to ask Father and Mother for?"

Long Yang glanced at Chu Qi coolly.

Although he had always known this day would come, he still felt upset now that it was here.

His face was grim, and he still had not asked Lil Qi to get up from the floor. Sensing his displeasure, Lu Liangwei cleared her throat and said to Chu Qi, "Lil Qi, why don\'t you get up first?"

Chu Qi shook his head, refusing to stand up. Since he was asking for Ji\'er\'s hand in marriage, he was willing to kneel for however long it took.

Besides, he was already ashamed that he was asking to marry Ji\'er in his current situation, so it was only right that he kneel a little longer.

He assumed a solemn and sincere expression. "Your Majesty, Your Highness, I… would like to ask for Princess Ji\'er\'s hand in marriage, and I hope you can grant me this favor."

Although Lu Liangwei had already guessed that he was going to ask them for Ji\'er\'s hand in marriage, she was still astounded to hear him formally say it.

She had thought that Ji\'er\'s journey to pursuing love would be a bumpy one, given the previous state of affairs between her and Chu Qi.

Never had she expected that Ji\'er would be able to conquer Chu Qi in just a few days.

In fact, he was even formally proposing to them right now.

Long Yin was taken aback as well, and he instinctively looked at his father.

Sure enough, his father\'s frown deepened into a glower.

Long Yang\'s mind was in turmoil. If it were someone else who had made this request, he would have grabbed him and beaten him up, but it was Chu Qi—the child he had raised himself.

Moreover, he saved Ji\'er\'s life. Without him, Ji\'er would not be alive today.

Therefore, despite the conflict and anger in his heart, he smothered his rage. However, his face was expressionless as he boomed, "A few years ago, I offered to arrange a marriage for you, but you refused me ungratefully and went away to the frontier. Now, you\'re an old man, yet you come back and ask to marry Ji\'er. Do you not know how old you are, Chu Qi?"

The corners of Lu Liangwei\'s mouth twitched sharply, and she looked at Long Yang incredulously.

As for Zhao Qian, he kept his head bowed as he thought to himself, \'Is Master seriously scolding other people for being too old? He was just as old back then when he stubbornly insisted and adopted every possible means to make a girl so much younger than him his empress!\'

Long Yin stared at his father in bewilderment too.

If he remembered correctly, was Father not fifteen years older than Mother?

How could he bring himself to rebuke Lil Qi so shamelessly?