The Emperor's daughter seeks power to marry the legitimate daughter and becomes the emperor

Weng Ruoyun calmed down a little, but felt like there was a soft bed under her?

Weng Ruoyun wanted to slap herself awake. She didn’t even know who tied her up and how could she want a bed?

"Empress, who told you to go up to the third floor? What do you want from me?"

All of a sudden, Weng Ruoyun felt a chill on her neck, and heard Dongfang Li's creepy voice asking her.

Weng Ruoyun shrank her neck in fear, feeling a little scared but also trying to be strong.

"Don't call me Queen, I'm just here to tell fortunes!"

When Dongfang Li heard that Weng Ruoyun came to tell fortunes, he released his right hand that was covering her eyes.

Dongfang Li slowly stood up, lowered his eyes to look at Weng Ruoyun's tense body, and touched a strand of white hair that went over her shoulders with his right hand.

Since Weng Ruoyun had no ill intentions in coming to the Imperial Master's Mansion today, Dongfang Li did not bother with her and turned to walk towards the golden dragon throne.

Dongfang Li picked up the memorial on the dragon table, glanced at it, and spoke indifferently, not wanting to say more to Weng Ruoyun.

"Unfortunately, I can't tell fortunes today."

Dongfang Li reached out and picked up the teacup on the dragon table, took a sip of tea with his purple lips, and told Weng Ruoyun bluntly that he would not tell fortunes today.

When Weng Ruoyun heard that Dongfang Li ignored her request, she stood up, straightened her messy collar, and slapped the dragon table to question him.

"Is it okay to tell fortunes instead of divination?"

When Dongfang Li saw Weng Ruoyun's arrogant attitude when asking for fortune-telling, he put down his teacup and chuckled with a disdainful tone.

"No fortune telling today."

Seeing Dongfang Li's perfunctory attitude, Weng Ruoyun tried to calm herself down and patiently asked him for her own future.

"If you don't want to tell fortunes or divinations, can I tell your fortune?"

No matter how Weng Ruoyun asked Dongfang Li, he half leaned against the dragon throne, rubbed his temples lightly with his sword fingers, and rejected her before closing his eyes.

"No divination today."

"Your Imperial Master's Mansion is open, but you don't tell fortunes, divination, or divination. Then what is the purpose of your Imperial Master's Mansion being open?"

Weng Ruoyun was a little angry because of Dongfang Li's repeated perfunctory treatment.

Weng Ruoyun slapped the dragon table, wishing she could slap Dongfang Li twice.

"No divination in April, no divination in July, no divination in November, no divination in December. There is only one divination per year. It is done on the 15th day of every month. The divination is done at the chen hour and the fortune is told at the zi hour. You have missed the best time for divination."

Dongfang Li would suffer from heart pain every night because of Weng Ruoyun's incessant nagging.

Dongfang Li also had no patience. He stood up, walked to the clothes rack and began to undress. The coldness in his words had already told Weng Ruoyun to leave.

"Why are you taking off your clothes? I'm going to be beheaded, okay? I just want to figure out when I can die, is it so difficult? How can you, a great national master, watch someone die without helping?"

Weng Ruoyun chased after Dongfang Li. She was afraid of death and wanted him to tell her whether she would die if she entered the palace.

"But, one divination costs 100,000 taels."

Dongfang Li was annoyed by Weng Ruoyun's noise, so he relaxed and told her fortune in order to send her back.

"Is my head worth one hundred thousand taels?"

When Weng Ruoyun heard that Dongfang Li wanted 100,000 taels for one divination, she was stunned for a moment.

Weng Ruoyun thought to herself, I have lived for 27 years, and only today did I find out that my head is worth 100,000 taels?

"One hundred thousand taels of gold."

Dongfang Li saw her angry look and found that she was quite interesting when she was angry.

"Dongfang Li, are you crazy because of poverty? You want 100,000 taels of gold to tell me your fortune. Are you sick?"

Weng Ruoyun cursed at Dongfang Lichu in annoyance.

"Your Majesty, this is wrong. If I am not sick, why would I look sick all day long?"

When Dongfang Li saw Weng Ruoyun's angry look, he wanted to argue with her even more.

"You... deserve to be punished for cheating people out of their money by fortune-telling, right?"

Weng Ruoyun looked at Dongfang Li's sickly state. She would not be able to calm down unless she got him mad to death today!

When Dongfang Li heard Weng Ruoyun scolding him for getting his retribution, his eyes instantly became fierce.

Dongfang Li stretched out his hand angrily and tightly grasped Weng Ruoyun's neck.

"What do you want to do? I am pregnant with the son of His Majesty the Emperor."

Weng Ruoyun was strangled by Dongfang Li and couldn't breathe. In order to survive, she could only warn Dongfang Li.

Weng Ruoyun was pregnant with Qin Yan's child. Would he dare to kill her?

Weng Ruoyun was almost suffocated by Dongfang Li, and her strong desire to survive continued to threaten him.

"I am... pregnant with the emperor's legitimate child. If you kill me, he will never let you off easily. I curse you, such a demon, to die a miserable death!"

Weng Ruoyun didn't want to die, and in order to survive, the child in her belly was the best life-saving talisman.

"Qin Yan will let you get married? Are you deceiving me?"

When Dongfang Li heard that Weng Ruoyun was pregnant with Qin Yan's son, he laughed out of anger and was even more unconvinced.

"Isn't this the result you wanted to see? I asked you to take me away. You asked me to accompany Qin Yan and let me enter the palace. Qin Yan is a normal man, not like you who is a sickly person."

Weng Ruoyun cursed Dongfang Li fearlessly. She had hinted at him several times in the past.

Weng Ruoyun asked Dongfang Li to marry her. If she had married him, would she still have to risk the crime of deceiving the emperor and enter the palace?

Dongfang Li believed three parts of what Weng Ruoyun said and doubted it seven parts.

Dongfang Li still didn't believe what Weng Ruoyun said. He reached out and pinched her left hand, and took her pulse to confirm that she was pregnant.

“Haha…hahaha…that’s fast!”

Suddenly Dongfang Li covered his chest with his hands and laughed so hoarsely. His face, as white as rice paper, looked a little eerie and scary when he laughed!

What seemed to have stimulated Dongfang Li?

Dongfang Li kept repeating it.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible. Why did I suffer from the pain of a heart disease because I helped him to become emperor and change his fate? And he touched the good medicine that I have been looking for for three years?"

After he finished speaking, Dongfang Li covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood from his purple lips.

Suddenly Dongfang Li fainted on the ground. Weng Ruoyun felt there was no danger, so she turned around and tried to escape.

Weng Ruoyun opened the door and was about to step out but felt reluctant!

Weng Ruoyun turned around, looked at the unconscious Dongfang Li, and helped him up.

"Strange, why do I feel a little heartbroken when I support Dongfang Li?"

Weng Ruoyun helped Dongfang Li up and walked towards the bed, and then she felt a pain in her chest.

Weng Ruoyun supported Dongfang Li and felt panic and fear with every step he took!

Weng Ruoyun looked at Dongfang Li, who looked like a walking corpse covered in human skin and had a bloodless face with his eyes closed.

Weng Ruoyun became more and more frightened, and her mind was full of wild thoughts.

[He won’t die, will he? In TV dramas, some ancient imperial masters like to practice evil magic.]

[Dongfang Li is probably practicing evil magic and has gone astray?]

[Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Saving Dongfang Li once is enough. Everyone has problems!]

Weng Ruoyun was a little scared and didn't dare to look at Dongfang Li. She hurriedly helped him onto the couch.

"Dongfang Li, I saved you today, so let's not contact each other anymore!"

Weng Ruoyun felt that she didn't have to exert much effort, so she helped Dongfang Li lie down on the couch and covered him with a quilt before leaving.

Seeing Dongfang Li's haggard and deathly pale appearance, Weng Ruoyun was so scared that she clasped her hands together and begged never to see him again.

When Weng Ruoyun was about to turn around and leave, Dongfang Li suddenly grabbed her hand and called out in a weak voice:

"Don't go. The lily of the valley in the temple looks great on Linlang. Weng...Lin..."