Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Upon hearing the sound, Le Xingxi immediately tensed up. He should have left last night, but someone blocked him at the palace gate.

He is the Imperial Consort, the Imperial Consort whom His Majesty has proclaimed to the world. The servants outside the palace do not know what is happening inside the palace. They only know that the Imperial Consort needs an imperial decree from His Majesty or the Empress Dowager to leave the palace. Without such decrees, the Imperial Consort has no right to leave the palace gates.

The palace is a cage made of gold; it's very difficult for anyone who enters to get out!

Le Xingxi had no choice but to return, and he then decided to disguise himself as a servant and sneak out early this morning.

Nakata left the palace last night.

After everything had settled down, Xia Muning stood in front of Zhong Tian and said, "My lady, let's leave."

Zhong Tian glanced at Le Xingxi, who nodded with a bitter feeling in his heart. The crisis had been resolved, so he had no reason to keep Zhong Tian by his side.

Hearing Le Wentao's voice at that moment, he was suddenly startled.

His older brother had some kindness towards his younger brother when they were still young, but now, his older brother is a madman, and all that kindness has turned into malice.

Le Xingxi opened the door, and Le Wentao stood in the wind and snow. Even though she was wearing a warm fox fur coat, a few snowflakes still clung to her head.

He entered Kunning Palace, where the warmth of the room completely melted away the chill on his body. Now that his wish had been fulfilled, he was in a good mood, and his tone towards Le Xingxi became much gentler.

"Xingxi, are you preparing to leave the palace?"

Le Xingxi nodded with a straight face: "Yes, I plan to leave the palace and will not stay here!"

“Brother, now His Majesty is in your hands, you can do whatever you want with him, and he won’t notice me! The palace has never been a place I wanted to stay. Now that I’m free, I’ll leave! I won’t get in your way.”

"Are you free now?" Le Wentao looked at Le Xingxi, a mocking smile on her lips. "You've entered the royal register, and your status as the Emperor's consort has been announced to the world. Do you want to leave? What kind of identity do you want to leave in?"

Le Xingxi turned pale at what she was being said: "This title of Imperial Consort is just an empty name. We haven't had a proper ceremony or consummated our marriage. Does Brother still care?"

"Of course I care. You are the Emperor's consort, and I am the Noble Consort. When His Majesty dies, you will be able to rest in peace with him in the afterlife, and you will be the one who sleeps beside her. When future generations write books and biographies, you will be the one they discuss alongside him!"

A look of jealousy appeared on Le Wentao's face.

Le Xingxi looked at Le Wentao: "You're really crazy! Brother, you've already got everything you wanted, aren't you satisfied?"

"Brother, let me leave! You hold power, your word is law, history is like a little girl who can be dressed up however you want, you can write whatever you want!"

Le Wentao nodded: "What you said makes a lot of sense!"

He pointed to Master Tian standing behind him: "It's cold in winter, so I ordered the kitchen to prepare some nourishing soup. Brother, drink some to warm yourself up before leaving the palace!"

The words were spoken very gently, but Le Xingxi kept backing away as she looked at the bowl of soup in Master Tian's hand.

He was filled with regret. He was wrong. He shouldn't have tried to reason with his brother. He should have left the moment Yue Wentao came in.

"Brother, don't you feel any brotherly affection at all?"

Le Wentao's face also showed a hint of sadness: "Xingxi, do you know? That day on the boat, I was standing outside the door. I spared your life out of brotherhood, but what happened? You're still haunting me! His Majesty has never forgotten you."

This sadness turned into resentment: "Your Majesty hasn't fallen in love with me for so long, all because of you!"

Now that the two had fallen out, Le Xingxi naturally saw no need to hide anything. He slowly approached Le Wentao and looked at him, saying...

"Her Majesty grew up with us. If she loved you, she would have loved you long ago. Even without me, she wouldn't love you!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the medicine bowl in Master Tian's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"You're dreaming if you think you can kill me!"

Le Wentao didn't care at all. With a wave of his hand, a young tutor walked in silently. He had his head down, so his face couldn't be seen, but he brought in a bowl of soup that looked exactly the same.

"Drink it, little brother, let your older brother feed you himself!"

Le Wentao grabbed Le Xingxi's chin. Having trained with General Le since childhood, Le Wentao possessed immense strength, and Le Xingxi was no match for her.

Despite her struggles, the medicine was still forced down her throat.

Seeing that Le Xingxi had drunk the medicine, Le Wentao's face began to show genuine sorrow: "Brother, brother, after you die, I will pray to Buddha every day, praying that you will be reborn in the Pure Land and have a peaceful and worry-free next life."

Le Xingxi wiped her mouth and rather rudely squatted down to vomit: "I hope I don't meet you in my next life."

He must have had terrible luck to have such a brother from the same father.

Inducing vomiting was ineffective. Le Xingxi felt the soup enter his body, and he quietly waited for the poison to take effect and he would die.

He was only supposed to live for three years, but even those three years were too precious for him to be granted. He hadn't even had a proper chance to say goodbye to Zhongniang!

However, a quarter of an hour passed, then another quarter of an hour, and not only did Le Xingxi not die from the poison, but her spirits improved even more.

"Le Wentao, this medicine?"

Le Wentao turned her gaze to the servant who had just entered and said sternly, "Raise your head!"

Xia Jin'an didn't look up; he just nervously started counting down: "Five, four, three, two, one!"

Suddenly, Le Wentao felt weak all over, his eyelids were drooping, and he couldn't open his eyes at all. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him.

As soon as he entered, he sprinkled a colorless and odorless sleeping potion into the air. The soup that Le Congxi drank was the antidote!

Le Xingxi naturally recognized the rather alluring face before him; it was Xia Jin'an. He whispered his thanks, "Thank you!"

Xia Jin'an waved her hand: "No need to thank me. I was entrusted by Zhong Niang to look after you. If I just watched you die, I wouldn't be able to explain it to her!"

Looking at the people sleeping on the ground, Le Xingxi sized up Xia Jin'an and said, "You've got guts."

Xia Jin'an tucked a stray hair behind her ear, her expression quite wistful, and said, "I've always been quite bold! A timid person can't survive."

"My lord, let me tell you a lesson in life: don't mess with doctors. I'm much better at making poisons!"

Le Xingxi nodded in deep agreement.

After leaving Kunning Palace, Xia Jin'an and Le Wentao walked through the palace together. Both of them were quite familiar with the palace and avoided the servants who were sweeping and cleaning.

"Lexingxi, where are we going now?"

"Go find my mother!"