"Shaoguang, it sounds beautiful, I like it! Can I be called Fu Shaoguang?" Shaoguang opened her eyes, looking expectantly at Fu Xuan.
Fu Xuan turned away his face, "No, you cannot."
"But a woman should follow her husband's surname when she's married, shouldn't I?"
Fu Xuan was somewhat affected by the princess's face, and now hearing Shaoguang's words, he was shocked at how he had been roaming so many years and yet still couldn't match the shamelessness of a woman, "You..."
Fu Xuan originally intended to educate Shaoguang well, but when he turned his head, he found that Shaoguang's face was innocent, completely unaware of how embarrassing the words she had just said were, the honest look made his suspicion seem petty.
"In any case, you cannot."
"Oh." Shaoguang was somewhat disappointed but did not insist, after a while, she seemed to be talking to herself, whispering, "I thought you would give me a name related to cherry blossoms."
