Feng Xuxu released Dugu Chen's hand, sorted through her thoughts quietly, and then spoke slowly, "Is there any way to reveal to the Emperor that Duanmu Yiyun has leaked information about the Xiahou family's poisoning?"
Dugu Chen stared at Feng Xuxu, silent for a long moment before his thin lips parted, "Little Xuxu, leave this matter to me. Rest assured, I won't let you get involved in any danger. You just do what you like, and leave the rest to me."
Looking up, her clear eyes full of moved feelings, she said to Dugu Chen, "Alright, I will be the little woman behind you."
Dugu Chen, elated beyond expectation, struck while the iron was hot, "Then when will you marry me?"
Feng Xuxu, still full of emotion just a moment ago, suddenly heard him ask when she would marry him, and rolled her eyes, "I haven't even passed the imperial examinations, yet you are so impatient! I was thinking of waiting a few years."