The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Everyone was also subtly observing the King of Bohai, for any move he made would have a decisive impact on the situation that followed.

The thoughts of everyone present were numerous, but they all passed in an instant. Just then, Bai Yi's clear and deep voice suddenly rang out...

"While everyone is here, Father, I have something to ask for your permission." Bai Yi stepped forward, and as soon as he spoke, almost everyone's expression changed. Qing Lan's eyes narrowed, and Emperor Mingde's hands behind his back even clenched into fists. Only Empress Feng's lips curled up into a wider smile, as if she was waiting for Bai Yi to speak.

Bai Yi saw it all, but his expression remained unchanged; it was all just something he had expected.

“Bai Yi…”

"The third child..."

An Mi thought of her own clothes and her mind went blank. She vaguely guessed what Bai Yi was going to do and immediately tried to interrupt him. At the same time, Emperor Mingde also stopped Bai Yi. Emperor Mingde glared at Bai Yi and said through gritted teeth, "Third Prince, no matter what you want, I will not grant it!"

Is Bai Yi deliberately trying to make things difficult for him in this situation?

At this moment, he was even more certain of the third brother's intentions and made up his mind that he would never give him a chance to speak!

"Your Majesty, judging from the situation, what the Prince of Bohai wants to say must be very important. Perhaps..." Empress Feng spoke again. Ha, Bai Yi, you have some nerve. Just bring it up. She was hoping he would do as he pleased and anger the Emperor!

However, her words had barely left her lips when Emperor Mingde glared at her angrily. Ignoring the current situation, he sternly rebuked her, "A woman like you, trying to stir up trouble, is that it?"

Empress Feng paused, her heart skipped a beat, and her face turned deathly pale, utterly ashen. She dared not continue. She could only grit her teeth and force a weak smile, "Your Majesty, I meant no harm, I..."

"Alright!" Emperor Mingde calmly withdrew his gaze, interrupting Empress Feng once again. His eyes swept over An Mi, and his pupils tightened even more. Women, and they are a menace!

Emperor Mingde knew Bai Yi's temperament and feared he couldn't stop him from doing what he was about to do. Thinking of this, Emperor Mingde's anger intensified, and he warned again, "Bai Yi, you are a smart man. You should always consider your own worth. Don't think that you can act recklessly in front of me!"

He's losing control of this son more and more!

Bai Yi had made up his mind long ago, so how could he give up because of Emperor Mingde's warning and anger?

He had certainly weighed his own worth, and today, he was determined to secure a bright future for Anmi and himself. Once Bai Yi made up his mind, no one could shake it!

"Father..." Bai Yi's eyes narrowed, his expression becoming even more serious than before. Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde's brows furrowed even more. Everyone could feel the oppressive aura emanating from the emperor, making it difficult to breathe. They couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for the Prince of Bohai, wondering what could be so shrewd as to warrant such an outpouring of information from the emperor.

Bai Yi paused, his gaze sharp, "Your Majesty, I am not young, and An Mi and I are deeply in love. Your Majesty, I humbly request that Your Majesty grant us a marriage!"

The moment these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze; even breathing stopped. Everyone appeared to be processing the King of Bohai's words, unable to recover for a long time. A marriage decree? The King of Bohai requesting a marriage decree—this was a joyous occasion! But… if the recipient was An Mi…

Everyone subconsciously frowned. Many of the guests present had attended the Ghost Festival banquet. Hadn't the Prince of Bohai requested the Emperor's blessing for a marriage that day? The intended bride was this girl, An Mi. But, the result…

The Emperor's attitude was so obvious that day. Perhaps An Mi had some ability, but as a royal wife, she couldn't show her face in public. An Mi was the first to break this taboo. Back then, wasn't the mother of the Prince of Bohai disliked by the Empress Dowager because of her status? Even though she was loved by the Emperor, she didn't end up with a good ending and died in depression. Isn't the Prince of Bohai following in his mother's footsteps?

At this moment, no one dared to utter a sound. They cautiously glanced at the people involved. They saw that Bai Yi's expression was firm, as if he had already obtained the result he wanted.

And what about this woman whom the King of Bohai valued so highly?

At this moment, An Mi lowered her head slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes covered all the emotions in her eyes. Her outward composure made her even more unfathomable.

Emperor Mingde was already furious inside, but as experienced as he was, he deliberately suppressed his anger in front of his ministers and guests, maintaining an outward calm. However, from Empress Feng's perspective, she could see his clenched fist, with his knuckles turning slightly white.

Empress Feng felt a hint of schadenfreude. In the end, things had developed as she had hoped. Bai Yi, oh Bai Yi, he was the one who deliberately provoked the Emperor!

She wanted to see how this would end!

The situation remained deadlocked. Qinglan's face had long since turned as dark as it could possibly be, and Feng Yu's brows were tightly furrowed. Qinglan had more or less anticipated what Bai Yi had just done, but Feng Yu had not guessed that Bai Yi would request an imperial decree for marriage? The Emperor had not agreed last time, so why this time?

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes. If the Emperor agreed, wouldn't An Mi become Bai Yi's concubine?

No, that won't do, absolutely not!

"Father, today is a joyous occasion for your son. My third brother has requested an imperial decree to grant us the marriage. Could we discuss this later?" Qinglan spoke first. In this place, who wouldn't want this marriage to happen? What he didn't want to see, besides the Emperor agreeing to grant the marriage, was that he couldn't let his father's anger affect Anmi.

As soon as he spoke, Sima Yan, who was standing beside him and was originally happy because Bai Yi had asked for a marriage decree, suddenly changed her expression under her red veil. She couldn't wait for An Mi to marry the Prince of Bohai, so that at least the possibility of Qing Lan and An Mi being together could be cut off. Now, Qing Lan came forward to try to postpone the matter. How could she not understand what he was thinking?

Sima Yan was holding her breath. Today was her big day. Whether the Emperor bestowed a marriage upon An Mi and the Prince of Bohai, or the Emperor took his anger out on An Mi, it was still a huge wedding gift for her.

Sima Yan bit her lip, her eyes hardening. She was determined to have this wedding gift!

"Father, Your Highness is right. Today is a joyous occasion for us. My third brother's request for a marriage decree is a double blessing. Why don't you grant my third brother's request and make this a happy occasion for the two lovers who are so deeply in love!" Sima Yan's gentle and virtuous voice came from under her veil, which was extremely pleasant to hear.