Dongfang Zimo was shocked when he heard Zhirou's words. Seeing the confident expression on Zhirou's face, Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but feel that although Zhirou was still young, she seemed to have really grown up.

If it were in the past, the weak Zhirou would not have such an expression. Apart from showing a sad look, she would have no confidence like this. After thinking about this, Dongfang Zimo's head became heavier and nodded: "Okay, since you are so persistent, I will believe in you and support you! Because, I am your father!"

Because, I am your father! This sentence went straight into Zhirou's heart. Zhirou had so much hope that her biological father could say such words to her. But she was disappointed in her previous life, but Zhirou heard it here.

Zhirou felt that her heart was full of happiness at this moment. However, her nose couldn't help but feel sour. Zhirou pounced on Dongfang Zimo and hugged her tightly. "Father, you are my father, my only father!"

"Silly, of course I am your only father!" Although Dongfang Zimo didn't know what was wrong, he still hugged Zhirou tightly.

"Okay, your fathers have a good relationship, we know. So, you don't have to show off your father-daughter relationship in front of us. Now, the most important thing is, Empress, please tell us first, how to solve the problem from the Turks!"

Seeing Zhirou and Dongfang Zimo hugging each other tightly, Zhuo Chujun's nose couldn't help but feel sour. Zhuo Chujun's father was already dead when he was young. Now seeing Zhirou and Dongfang Zimo like this, Zhuo Chujun couldn't help but become jealous.

"Haha, why do I feel that there is a sour smell in this imperial study room! Father, have you smelled it?" Zhiri smiled evilly after hearing Zhuo Chujun's words, he deliberately sniffed it, and started to speak evilly at Dongfang Zimo. While speaking, Zhirou still looked at Zhuo Chujun with a deliberately smile.

Zhuo Chujun was so angry that he turned his head away.

"Haha, okay, Queen, don't make fun of it. Tell me, how to solve the problem we encountered now!" Seeing Zhuo Chujun's appearance, the King of Han smiled slightly, blocked Zhuo Chujun, looked at Zhirou with a smile, and started asking.

Zhirou listened and let go of her arms. She took a deep breath: "Actually, this matter is easy to solve. Since you all think that the Turkic dynasty is coming this time to find out our depth. Since this is the case, the main thing is not our preparation, but our mentality!"

"Our mentality?" Listening, Yuwen Hao, King of Han, Zhuo Chujun and others couldn't help but look at each other for a moment, and then exclaimed. However, as they looked at each other, everyone's hearts showed confusion! "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!