Not only that, His Majesty Li Longze will also confer the title of princess on her, allowing her to marry with a higher status.

Of course, Li Yunting needs to accept all this willingly. If she hurts herself on the road or causes trouble after arriving in Xirong, it will pose a considerable hidden danger to the court.

"I intend to ask the emperor to confer you the title of Princess Xianning and marry you to the Western Rong Zuoxian King." Lu Fengqing's words were as cold as ice, as if he was just issuing an insignificant decree.

"Zuo Xian Wang?" Li Yunting's eyes suddenly flashed with disbelief. "He is nearly 70 years old and extremely licentious. It would be a huge joke for me to marry him!" She did not hide her resistance and disgust.

Lu Fengqing bent slightly in disdain, his fingers tightly pinching Li Yunting's chin, his tone full of sarcasm: "You were hanging out with those male favorites all day long, why didn't you have any sense of shame back then?"

"As long as you are in the Great Zhou, under the king's rule, you will have to stay in the cold palace for the rest of your life. Have you thought it through?" Lu Fengqing stood up and flicked his sleeves. "I'll give you three days to think it over carefully."

Chang Bao supported Lu Fengqing with one hand and was about to step out of the door when Li Yunting's ghostly voice rang out behind her: "Empress Dowager, you have always loved the Xue sisters. If His Majesty wants to send them to marry, can you have the heart to agree?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Fengqing paused slightly, turned around slowly, and glanced at Li Yunting with deep eyes.

At that moment, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if she was struggling, but also as if she was determined.

"If I can save them from the dire straits and keep them alive, I will do it without hesitation!" She said in a deep voice, her tone revealing an unquestionable determination.

Li Yunting looked at Lu Fengqing's back as he walked away, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes flashed with strong hatred.

She stared blankly at the bowl of cold rice on the table. She stood up tremblingly, walked to the table with staggering steps and sat down.

Instead of picking up the chopsticks on the table, she grabbed a handful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation. The cold and hard rice grains were just like her heart at the moment.

"Yes, survival is the most important thing..."