A concubine? You're more like a joke. I'd rather send you to your death.

Lu Yunshen looked at Bai Luoluo's gaze, his eyes showing no disdain, only helplessness.

He knew he couldn't escape this time; perhaps marrying Bai Luoluo was his destiny.

The Empress smiled as she watched Bai Luoluo scrutinize Lu Yunshen; she knew the matter was settled.

Seeing Bai Luoluo staring at Lu Yunshen, Gu Yanchi felt a pang of jealousy and displeasure. He even wanted to step forward, hug Bai Luoluo, and tell everyone that he wanted to marry her.

But how long can this broken body live? Can he bring happiness to Bai Luoluo?

Marrying him meant standing on the opposite side of the empress, enduring daily intrigue and deceit.

He felt a pang of guilt, unwilling to let Bai Luoluo suffer with him, yet he was also filled with jealousy. Could he really just stand by and watch the woman he had embraced and kissed marry another man?

"It seems that Miss Bai is fond of Prince Anyang. Therefore, I will immediately issue a decree to bestow marriage upon the two of you."

Seeing that the time was right, the Empress spoke up.

Gu Yanchi's eyes turned slightly red, and he took a step forward, about to speak to stop him.

"Your Majesty, please wait." Bai Luoluo withdrew her gaze, a smile playing on her lips. "This humble woman wishes to marry the Prince of Xiling."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Gu Yanchi stood there dumbfounded. Bai Luoluo actually said she wanted to marry him.

The Empress's smiling face instantly darkened.

Lu Yunshen, who had been heartbroken, looked up and was surprised to find that Bai Luoluo had actually let him go and chosen Gu Yanchi.

Some ministers were instantly unsettled.

Is Miss Bai out of her mind? How dare she say she wants to marry the King of Xiling?

The Emperor frowned slightly, glanced at Gu Yanchi, and saw him standing there expressionless.

For a moment, he recalled the past.

He and Bai Hao were good friends, while Yun Fei and Zhang Yuxue were close confidantes.

They had said that if the first child was a boy and a girl, they would arrange a marriage between the two children.

Little did I expect that everything would come to naught.

Zhang Yuxue died in childbirth, and Bai Hao was devastated.

However, his beloved Yunfei was having an affair and was caught in the act by him.

It's really ridiculous.

The emperor's face was as pale as paper, and he was heartbroken whenever he thought of being betrayed by his beloved.

“Miss Bai, please don’t joke. The King of Xiling has just returned to the capital and will certainly not agree to marry you. In my opinion, the Prince of Anyang is the most suitable match for you.”

In fact, the Empress was certain that Gu Yanchi would not agree.

Everyone present felt the same way, after all, who was Gu Yanchi? He was the God of War of Xiling.

Bai Qianqian's eyes were filled with disdain. That bitch was really stupid. Of all people to choose, she had to pick a demon.

Gu Yanchi would never be interested in such a fool, lest he bring shame upon himself.

Liu Yulan's face was full of sarcasm, and everyone was waiting to see Bai Luoluo make a fool of herself.

"Are you really willing to marry me?"

At this moment, Gu Yanchi stepped forward and stood in front of her. He did not refer to himself as "this king," but rather as "I."

"Of course I do."

Bai Luoluo blinked twice at Gu Yanchi.

One is a villain, the other is cannon fodder; the two are inextricably linked.

Marrying him would help Gu Yanchi detoxify, and she could also learn light-body skills every day—a perfect solution.

Anyway, her father holds military power, and so does Gu Yanchi. She doesn't believe she can't defeat the male and female leads, those two scumbags. At worst, she can rebel and seize the world.

Gu Yanchi's heart was surging with excitement.

His gaze was gentle, tinged with a faint joy.

Everyone watched quietly, not daring to breathe.

Zhang Qingyang was extremely nervous at this moment, fearing that Gu Yanchi might strangle his granddaughter if he was unhappy.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes. "I'm tired today, let's end the banquet here."

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health. We will take our leave now."

Everyone saluted.

"Please wait, everyone."

Gu Yanchi said in a slightly cold voice.

"Chi'er, what do you mean?"

The Emperor was somewhat displeased. If this farce didn't end, would Bai Luoluo become a laughing stock once again?

"If Miss Bai is willing to marry me, I will personally escort her with a grand wedding procession."

Gu Yanchi's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

The Emperor was taken aback, his expression revealing a deep disbelief in Gu Yanchi.

The two of them had absolutely no connection, so what does this mean?

Bai Luoluo looked at Gu Yanchi and wondered if this man was overdoing his acting, as his words were full of affection and genuine emotion.

Damn!

……

The King of Xiling was actually willing to marry that slut Bai Luoluo. Why is she so lucky?

Bai Qianqian's eyes were filled with insane jealousy, and her fingers slowly tightened.

"The King of Xiling is away from home all year round, so he probably doesn't know Miss Bai's character. She is illiterate, doesn't know any manners, and is ugly. She is a shameless woman."

Lou Xinyue's tone was full of contempt, sarcasm, and slander.

"That's right, Prince Xiling, don't be fooled by Miss Bai. She is of low character and is not worthy of your status."

Qin Mujin spoke in an unfriendly tone, her face filled with jealousy.

Even if Gu Yanchi's appearance is completely ruined, his status is still noble. What right does that bitch Bai Luoluo have?

“Slanderers are often jealous. These two ladies would be better off keeping quiet. My queen is naturally the best. If they dare to speak ill of me again, I will not hesitate to drag them out and beat them to death.”

At that moment, Gu Yanchi's killing intent enveloped everyone.

She smiled as Bai Luoluo was defended; the villainous younger brother was actually quite nice, she liked his cute yet fierce demeanor.

“Miss Bai is not a good match for you. Your mother will find you a well-educated and courteous woman. Bai Luoluo is illiterate and knows nothing about etiquette. If you marry her, she will definitely not be able to manage the affairs of the Prince’s mansion.”

The Empress intervened, speaking with good intentions, as she absolutely could not allow Gu Yanchi to marry Bai Luoluo.

"Your subject is in love with Miss Bai, and will marry no one but her in this life."

Gu Yanchi shielded Bai Luoluo behind him, his eyes fixed on the Empress's fake smile, filled with hatred.

"Your Majesty the Empress is a woman of her word. Didn't you just promise me that I could choose either of you? Now that I have chosen the Prince of Xiling, I'm sure Your Majesty won't object in public."

At this moment, Bai Luoluo slowly walked out from behind Gu Yanchi, her eyes filled with a faint smile, staring straight at the Empress's gloomy face.

Now that she was in a difficult situation, the empress was filled with regret.

She never expected Bai Luoluo to choose a bastard; now she's shot herself in the foot.

Now, as the empress, she cannot go back on her word, and under the watchful eyes of the public, she has no choice but to keep her promise.

"Your Majesty, I love Miss Bai and will never betray her in this life. I beg you to grant me this marriage."

Gu Yanchi knelt on the ground, begging the Emperor to grant him a marriage.

He knew that the Empress would definitely try her best to stop him, and without his father's blessing, it would be difficult for him and Bai Luoluo to get married smoothly.

The Emperor looked at Gu Yanchi kneeling on the ground and seemed to see his former self in him.

He also knelt down to beg for a marriage decree, kneeling for two days and one night. Unfortunately, because Consort Yun came from a merchant family, he ultimately did not receive the decree.

Seeing the child he had with the love of his life now kneeling before him, begging for his hand in marriage, he inexplicably stepped forward and helped up this son he disliked.