The cold emperor reigns supreme, the arrogant empress begs for a truce.

Chapter Nine: I said, I only want you.

With the wedding date fast approaching, she had no chance to even leave the palace, let alone escape the Southern Chu Kingdom. She truly didn't know what sins she had committed to deserve this. Not only had she inexplicably transmigrated, but she was also being forced into marriage.

Okay, she was the one who agreed to marry him in the first place.

But now that she regrets it, she can, right? They're not married yet, so why can't she back out before the wedding?

Even when he said he couldn't have children, Mo Zhen didn't mind. Is this guy crazy?

Leng Yuling paced back and forth in the room, feeling like an ant on a hot pan, completely clueless.

She also knew that in this era, there was no such thing as power, and she would really have no way to move an inch. Even if she left the Southern Chu Palace, as long as she remained in the Southern Chu country, she would probably not be able to escape Mo Zhen's grasp.

Thinking of this, Leng Yuling felt her mind go blank. She lay sprawled on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and cried out, "God, save me!"

"Instead of praying to God for your salvation, you should spend some time preparing for the wedding the day after tomorrow," Mo Zhen's voice suddenly rang out.

Leng Yuling suddenly sat up in bed, instinctively crossed her legs, put her hands in front of her chest, and looked in Mo Zhen's direction: "Although the entire palace belongs to you, at least this room is mine now. Don't you understand that a girl's boudoir cannot be entered and exited at will?"

"The boudoir?" Mo Zhen chuckled softly, looking at Leng Yuling's unladylike posture, and said coldly, "The day after tomorrow you will be my empress. Do you think the word 'boudoir' is appropriate for you?"

"Why is it not suitable?" Leng Yuling said with great dissatisfaction.

Regardless of the fact that she was a girl who had never been in love in her previous life, even if she had been in love in her previous life, the original owner of this body in this life was a simple and innocent girl. Why can't the word 'boudoir' be used?

"What I mean is to make you realize your place!" Mo Zhen didn't care what Leng Yuling was thinking, even though he knew what she was thinking.

"Even if you grew wings, you could never escape my grasp, so I advise you to stay put."

This was advice from the emperor of a country, but to Leng Yuling it sounded so ironic.

"Mo Zhen, what's the difference between this and forcibly taking innocent women? You're supposed to be an emperor, how could you do something like this?" She continued only after sensing a hint of anger emanating from Mo Zhen. "You don't lack concubines, you can find plenty of women who want to be your empress."

Now that things have been said to this extent, she felt that Mo Zhen, who was the emperor, would definitely understand. It all depended on... his attitude towards this matter.

As expected, Mo Zhen squinted at her and walked towards her step by step: "I have said it before, I only want you."

"Don't tell me you fell in love with me at first sight, then became infatuated at second sight, and now you can't live without me after the third sight?" Leng Yuling was so engrossed in her words that she completely failed to notice Mo Zhen's slightly changed expression. She continued, "I know I'm beautiful and special, but please don't hang yourself on my tree, okay?"

Leng Yuling spoke to Mo Zhen in the tone of a life mentor, but forgot that he was the emperor of the Southern Chu Kingdom, forgot that in this era, imperial power represented everything, and forgot that in the Southern Chu Kingdom, he, Mo Zhen, was the law.

"Leng Yuling, don't think that just because you saved me, I won't do anything to you," Mo Zhen said through gritted teeth.