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"No..." Feng Ming shook his head slowly, "Not for a woman, not even for anyone. I just want to retain the right to choose freely."

Emperor Lin's puzzled look became even more intense.

Is there anything more to choose from in this world than being an emperor?

Feng Ming smiled calmly: "In fact, it doesn't matter what you choose. What matters is not being burdened by desires. Fame, wealth and honor are desires, love, hate and vengeance are also desires. They are all desires. What's the difference when choosing among desires? Then the only key lies in whether you can make a sincere choice."

"Since it's all desire, aren't women also desire? What kind of women don't you want now?" Emperor Lin became even more confused after hearing this.

It was time to leave. Feng Ming took a step back, but he did not hesitate to explain a few more words: "Women are desires, love, hate, and vengeance are also desires. These desires cannot be controlled by me. If one day I hold the power to decide life and death in the world, I will not dare to indulge these desires. Love wants her to live and hate wants her to die. For ordinary people, even if they cannot do it, they can still fantasize about it. But for those who rule the world, it is a heavy matter and they can easily fantasize about it. That will only encourage the delusion of those who curry favor with the powerful and flatter others."

These words were a wake-up call for Zhou Chang, but they also directly slapped Emperor Lin in the face.

Emperor Lin's face turned from pale to blue and he could only remain silent.

"There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds in this world. I can't do it, but I hope someone can." Feng Ming finished speaking and bowed deeply to Emperor Lin as a farewell. "Take care, father. I am leaving now."

After saying that, Feng Ming stepped back and left.

“Ming’er, you…” Emperor Lin couldn’t fully understand Feng Ming, but he instinctively reached out to stop him. “Everything can be discussed. If you really like her, you can let her be a…”

"No... Father..." Feng Ming's bright moon-like phoenix eyes smiled more brightly than ever before, "She is not that kind of woman. Even if you give her the position that all women in the world yearn for, it will only be a constraint for her. She will just disdain it."

At this time, Yuan Yun, who had already let go, came up to stop him again, with a distorted expression, on the verge of collapse: "No... Your Highness... You can't just leave like this, you can't do this to me."

"I have let you down, but you still have a chance." Feng Ming felt pity and guilt, so he suddenly raised his voice, "Everyone in the Golden Palace, listen up. Although I married Yuan Yun, the daughter of Yuan Chuan, the Grand Housekeeper, by imperial decree, we have never been husband and wife. I swear on my name and status that I have always treated Miss Yuan as a distinguished guest and never dared to touch her. Miss Yuan is still innocent. Since this marriage has not come into effect, from now on, Miss Yuan and I have nothing to do with each other and you are free to marry."

There was another deafening thunder, and all the ministers were silenced.

Yuan Yun was dumbfounded and couldn't even cry.

Feng Ming didn't want to say anything more, so he turned and left.

"Ninth Brother..." Unexpectedly, Feng Suo stood up again.

Feng Ming had no choice but to stop and smile: "By the way, fortunately, father still has a son like you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone knew what they meant and their faces changed immediately.

Feng Ming still remembered that Feng Suo once said that if one day, Lin Kingdom unified Nanqing and there was no longer any talk of foreign races, then he would truly be one of "them".

The words were still fresh in his ears, and Feng Ming glanced in the direction of Emperor Lin again.

That position, that supreme position.

He was not sure whether Feng Suo was the best candidate, but he was sure that as a monarch, he must be better than himself.

"Mr. Zhong, maybe I haven't been able to sit in that position as you wished, but there is not only one way to fulfill your wish." Feng Ming spoke silently to Zhong Yu in his heart.

"Ming'er..."

"Brother Ninth..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Highness Prince Yi..."

Feng Ming left behind countless calls, the only thing that appeared in front of him was Zhong Yu's face that always looked sick.

"Mr. Zhong, I swear to you that I will do my best for the rest of my life to help those in need and do everything I can to help more people." Feng Ming swore to Zhong in his heart as he walked out.

He didn't care what others thought, he just didn't want to leave alone.

I didn't expect that leaving would be a real and complete victory.

Maybe he didn't win the world, but he won himself.

Feng Ming left the palace quickly.

The skinny monkey drove the carriage and took him straight to the Yuan family's mansion in Jindu.

When they arrived and asked, they found out that Yuan Qi had never come back.

Where can she go at this time?

Zhou Chang suddenly had an idea, and Feng Mingfu came to his mind, and they thought of a place at the same time.

Feng Ming immediately asked Shouhou to drive the carriage out of the east of the city and chased all the way to the Yuan family's villa on the outskirts of the city, where they celebrated Yuan Qi's birthday.

When Feng Ming rushed to the villa and went up to the observatory, it was just the time when the golden crow was setting in the west and the sky was filled with rosy clouds.

Yuan Qi was sitting alone in front of the window on the top of the stargazing tower, looking out at the gentle breeze and the towering mountains.

"Dong dong dong..." She was startled by the sound of hurried footsteps coming up the stairs.

With the appearance of Feng Ming, Yuan Qi was extremely surprised: "You...how could you..."

"Why am I here?" Feng Ming's phoenix eyes smiled crystal clear, and he stared at Yuan Qi with his sparkling eyes, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Qi looked back.

The moment their eyes met, heaven and earth ceased to exist.

Zhou Chang sighed in her heart, knowing that it was time to change her identity, but she still had her own concerns, so she forced her consciousness to take back control of Feng Ming's body and said, "I had more questions to ask you, but you just said what you wanted to say and disappeared."

"What's the problem?" Yuan Qi still seemed to be in a dream.

Zhou Chang didn't want to waste any more time, so he asked directly: "You won't give up your freedom, even if it means becoming the queen, and you are willing to focus on your career?"

Yuan Qi looked back, immersed in a gentle smile, but answered softly: "Yes."

Zhou Chang asked again: "So no matter who the man is, no matter how deep your feelings for him are, you will not give up your career for him?"

Yuan Qi Qiuhong's eyes were dazzling, but she only answered with one word: "Yes."

Zhou Chang smiled innocently and asked the last question: "Even if it's for me, Prince Yi Fengming, you won't change your original intention?"

"I'm not..." This time Yuan Qi did not answer directly, but tried to explain.

Zhou Chang directly pressed his finger on her lips to interrupt her: "No... don't explain, just answer directly."

Yuan Qi's eyes remained bright as he uttered the word firmly: "Yes."

Zhou Chang smiled, his smile became even more expansive, and then he suddenly hugged Yuan Qi tightly, holding him tightly in his arms: "This is my Yuan Qi, my ideal Yuan Qi."