An Shanggong nodded, "His Majesty said that as long as the Grand Princess can form an alliance with Prince Xuan, she will no longer prevent the Grand Princess from being with Prince Xiaoyao."
"How is that possible?" Long Xinghe was not a fool and naturally knew how difficult this matter was.
Prince Xuan and Wuya were royal brothers. If she were to be with Prince Xuan, how could Wuya be willing to stay by her side?
"Grand Princess, this is already His Majesty's greatest concession. The Grand Princess should know that His Majesty is very fond of Prince Xiaoyao."
An Shanggong met her gaze, her expression sincere, "Grand Princess, I have indeed done my best."
Long Xinghe remained silent, her expression somewhat somber.
She knew An Shanggong was not lying. From An Shanggong's perspective, she naturally did not wish for any conflict between her and His Majesty at this time.
However, she could not have both Prince Xuan and Prince Xiaoyao.
Putting aside Prince Xuan's rumored volatile temper, even with Wuya, she did not want to wrong him.
But His Majesty was willing to compromise, which, at least for now, meant His Majesty would not make things difficult for her and Wuya.
This was very important to her.
"An Shanggong, does His Majesty have any further instructions?"
"His Majesty heard that Prince Xuan is currently in Yitie City. She has ordered me to draft a state letter and send it to the King of Beiming Kingdom, discussing the alliance."
Seeing Long Xinghe's expression turn grim for a moment, An Shanggong said earnestly, "Grand Princess, you are also aware of His Majesty's temper."
"His Majesty would not, without reason, allow the Grand Princess to be with Prince Xiaoyao."
"I understand." She was still very displeased, however.
It was truly demeaning that in this era, matters of marriage were not up to her.
However, she was the Grand Princess of Longteng, the future Crown Prince, and also the future Empress.
Political marriages were not entirely strange to her.
Before meeting Feng Wuya, she had even set Feng Yexuan as her goal and planned to personally visit Beiming Kingdom to meet that legendary prince.
"An Shanggong, even if His Majesty wishes for this, Prince Xuan may not necessarily agree."
Long Xinghe's only hope now was that Prince Xuan would directly refuse.
"An Shanggong, have you heard that Prince Xuan is arrogant, self-important, and unpredictable, and that ordinary women cannot get close to him?"
"I have naturally heard of it. His Majesty has also considered this. However, Grand Princess, if you can form an alliance with Prince Xuan, your marriage will certainly be different from that of ordinary families."
They would hardly have any opportunity to be together.
Then there would be no such thing as not being able to get close.
They wouldn't even have the chance to get close, would they?
"His Majesty's state letter is to propose this matter to the King of Beiming. The Grand Princess will inherit the throne in the future. After the Grand Princess marries Prince Xuan, Prince Xuan cannot come to Longteng to protect the Princess."
"So, Prince Xuan and I will only be a nominal couple?"
Long Xinghe began to ponder.
Suddenly, she was not so resistant to this marriage.
If they were to become a nominal couple with Prince Xuan, mutually assisting each other, a union of strength, then... it might not be impossible.
However... her gaze drifted into the distance.
That was the West Wing where Feng Wuya resided.
How could An Shanggong not know her thoughts?
An Shanggong whispered, "The Grand Princess can also temporarily not inform Prince Xiaoyao about this matter. When Prince Xiaoyao and the Grand Princess's relationship stabilizes, it would not be impossible for the Grand Princess to explain clearly to the Prince."
Now, their feelings might not be very deep, especially Prince Xiaoyao, who might not have much affection for the Grand Princess.
An Shanggong had naturally inquired thoroughly before coming. Although Prince Xiaoyao lived in the Princess's mansion, he had very little time spent with the Grand Princess.
He was very cold, so cold that people dared not approach him, and even the Grand Princess had little opportunity to get close to him.
Whether Prince Xiaoyao was truly willing to stay by the Grand Princess's side was still unknown.
"Grand Princess, this is the only opportunity His Majesty has given you. Please seize it well."
"After the state letter arrives and the King of Beiming agrees, the Grand Princess will have to personally go to Beiming to meet Prince Xuan."
An Shanggong spoke pragmatically and seriously, "Grand Princess, please do not anger His Majesty again, unless the Grand Princess truly does not care about the position of Crown Prince!"
Long Xinghe's heart trembled slightly, and her brows slowly furrowed.
The position of Crown Prince, how could she not care?
She was a very career-driven person!
It was just that after meeting Feng Wuya recently, her thoughts had been divided, with half of them on emotions.
"Alright." Long Xinghe finally nodded, "I promise His Majesty that after the state letter is delivered, I will personally go to Beiming Kingdom to propose. However..."
She couldn't help but glance in the direction of the West Wing.
"Grand Princess, please rest assured. Only the Grand Princess, His Majesty, and I know about this matter."
An Shanggong smiled, "Before the state letter is delivered and the Grand Princess departs for Beiming Kingdom, the Grand Princess still has plenty of time to slowly cultivate her relationship with Prince Xiaoyao."
As long as the Grand Princess and His Majesty did not clash now, that would be the best outcome.
She had truly persuaded His Majesty for a very, very long time to dispel His Majesty's immediate desire for Feng Wuya.
An Shanggong leaned in and said, "Princess, then I shall take my leave. I still need to report the Princess's intentions back to His Majesty."
Long Xinghe waved her hand.
After An Shanggong left, she walked absentmindedly towards the West Wing.
Although the situation seemed to have stabilized for now.
However, she still felt an indescribable restlessness in her heart.
When Wuya found out that she had deceived him like this, she didn't know how disappointed he would be.
She absolutely did not want to see the disappointment in Wuya's eyes.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, she faintly heard the sound of a melancholic zither from the West Wing.
Wuya's zither music.
Long Xinghe quickened her pace.
Indeed, upon entering the backyard of the West Wing, she saw Feng Wuya sitting under a pavilion, quietly playing the zither.
His back, like flowing clouds and water, was serene and transcendent.
The zither music was melancholic, not cheerful, but it could quickly calm a restless heart.
Her Wuya was truly a rare treasure in the world.
Just looking at his back, listening to the melody of his zither, any troubles in her heart would vanish in an instant.
Long Xinghe felt a sense of peace and comfort, like returning home after experiencing storms outside.
How could she give up on such a Wuya?
Just as she was about to go over, she saw Tie Xin quickly walk up to the pavilion from a distance and say something to Feng Wuya.
The zither music abruptly stopped, and with a "dang," it was as if a string had broken!
Feng Wuya stood up, his normally serene figure now tinged with a hint of anger.
Tie Xin was about to say something more when Feng Wuya suddenly leaped up. His slender, white, and elegant figure vanished in an instant!
"Wuya!"
Long Xinghe was startled and hurriedly chased after him.
But he had long since disappeared from her sight, gone without a trace!
Long Xinghe grabbed Tie Xin's collar, her voice filled with anger and a touch of unease, "What did you say to him?"