"I've made up my mind, I'm going to marry Qingyan as my wife. Whoever tries to stop me will be of no use." Ye Ling proudly lifted his handsome face, his firm gaze coldly staring at Empress Rong, his voice icy and bone-piercing, like a fierce and biting wind.

  The Empress Dowager's beautiful eyes moved a few times: "Since you insist on marrying a little maid, this palace will not force you. This matter will be reported to the Emperor, and he will handle it."

  Ye Ling, since you yourself want to give up contending for the throne, then this palace's Lu Er will accept it in your place.

  Your Majesty would never allow a mere maid to become the mother of the future ruler!

  "Let's go, Lu'er!"

  Empress Rong no longer hesitated and turned around to walk out of the courtyard.

  Ye Kong was taken aback for a moment, then hastily caught up and anxiously asked: "Empress Dowager, is this matter settled like this?"

  "Don't worry, there are some things she can't even control herself!" Empress Dowager Yong coldly smiled and said, "Luo'er, go and arrange it. I want to visit the Lufeng Pavilion right now to see Steward Wu."

  "But, Empress Dowager, these three imperial princes' residences..." Ye Lou's eyes gleamed with greed and reluctance.

  There are too many treasures in the Third Prince's mansion, if all these treasures belonged to him, how good would that be?

  How could Empress Rong not detect Ye Lu's thoughts? Her red lips curled up in a confident smile, and she slowly opened her mouth: "Lu'er, when you become the Emperor, what do you lack? At that time, with just one word from you, Ye Ling will obediently offer all his wealth to you. This is the benefit of having power!"

  The benefits of power are indeed great, and Empress Dowager Cixi deeply understands this.

  She also likes the feeling of controlling others' fate.

  "I understand, Mother."

  Ye Lu's eyes lit up, he licked his dry lips, and his cunning eyes scanned over, engraving every blade of grass and wood in the Third Prince's mansion into his mind.

  He just thought of these precious treasures all belonging to him in the future, he had an impulse to throw his head back and laugh wildly.

  "Ye Ling, by choosing a concubine, you have already abandoned your claim to the throne. Don't regret it later, for on the day I ascend to power, it will be the day of your demise!"

  ……

  In the courtyard, Ye Ling gazed at the backs of the palace people leaving, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

  Just as he was hesitating, the lazy voice of the girl slowly sounded from beside his ear: "Ye Ling, remember what you just said, I'll leave Qingyan to your care."

  Ye Ling was taken aback, turned his head to meet Yun Luofeng's pitch-black eyes, he lightly pursed his thin lips and nodded firmly: "Master, rest assured, I will protect her. With me around, no one can harm her in the slightest! Nor can anyone stop me from marrying her!"

  Because his thoughts had long been seen through by Yun Luo Feng, now Ye Ling no longer concealed the love in his heart, and a pair of gentle eyes gradually shifted to Qing Yan's body.

  "Qīng yān, nǐ yuàn yì jià gěi wǒ ma?"

  Translation: "Light smoke, are you willing to marry me?"

  Qingyan's face suddenly turned red, and she twisted her clothes: "In the past few years, I don't want to get married yet. I still want to accompany my mistress for a while..."

  "Light smoke, just because you're marrying Ye Ling doesn't mean you can't do things for me," Yun Luo Feng chuckled, "However, if you weren't in such a hurry to get married, you two could have gotten engaged first and then gotten married after a few years, it wouldn't be a problem."

  "Miss..."

  Her head was bowed so low it almost touched the dust, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, and the back of her ears were bright red with embarrassment.