Ye Beihan looked down from his high vantage point, sheathing his curved sword at his waist, exuding an aura of malevolence.

"You think you can teach me how to do things? Let me tell you, not only will I not kill her, I will also marry her."

The Emperor of Northern Liang coughed up another mouthful of blood, glaring angrily before finally fainting.

Ye Beihan didn't even bother to look at him, and turned back to his residence.

Upon entering Su Luo's courtyard, Lian'er blocked the way with her arms outstretched.

"Regent, our Queen does not wish to see you."

Ye Beihan didn't even raise his eyes before Lian'er was dragged away by two guards.

He strode in and saw Su Luo reading and writing, as if nothing had happened in the palace.

He wanted to pull Su Luo into his arms, but just as he reached out, he saw that his hands were covered in blood from his fingernails, so he silently withdrew his hands.

Outside the window, flowers bloomed and willows turned green. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers as it caressed Su Luo's hair. She was so clean and beautiful; how could he bear to dirty her?

"Regent, is there something you need?"

Su Luo put down her book and tracing pen. This was the first time she had seen Ye Beihan's face darken, his fierce aura replaced by resentment and grievance.

"Su Luo, you're telling me, I was sick before, not a monster, right?"

Su Luo looked at him in confusion. What was he talking about?

Could it be that his previous breast hyperplasia was known to others, which led to him being treated as a monster?

After thinking it over, Su Luo finally understood why Ye Beihan would like her, a married woman.

People like him are often withdrawn and will likely develop one of two personalities as they grow up: either they hide away and are afraid to see people, or they seek revenge on everyone.

Ye Beihan belonged to the latter group. After everyone else mocked him, he was the only one who spoke out, telling him that he was just sick and that he could be cured.

Perhaps from that time on, he developed a different kind of feeling towards himself.

Perhaps he found solace in his own words, or perhaps they were evidence in his mind to refute all those who mocked him.

Besides, she was the wife of his mortal enemy, so he only wanted to possess her, not truly love her.

"Yes, you're just sick. The kind of illness you have isn't uncommon in the world. Yours is just more severe. Many people have it, but they just haven't realized it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Beihan could no longer hold back. He wiped the blood from his hands on his clothes and hugged Su Luo tightly.

A voice, seemingly laughing but not laughing, whispered in Su Luo's ear: "I knew it, I'm not a monster, I'm not..."

Su Luo tried to push him away, but he held her even tighter.

"Su Luo, thank goodness I met you, thank goodness..."

After a long while, he finally released Su Luo. It was time to ask him for the antidote again, and Su Luo could only endure it.

"Heaven is so unfair. Why did it make me suffer from this strange disease? And why did it let the Chen family buy you back to carry on the family line?"

Su Luo didn't know if Ye Beihan had been through something, but he suddenly came to say these things to her, and she wasn't used to it.

“Your Majesty, your illness is mostly caused by your environment and depressed mood. As for my situation, it's not as bad as you think.”

The word "environment" brought Ye Beihan back to his sinister and violent state; he had been abandoned in the cold palace since he could remember.

He wasn't like this before. It was someone in the palace who said he was unlucky and left him to fend for himself. His mother even moved to the Cold Palace for his sake.

So that's how he got sick. Everyone was a murderer; they all deserved to die.

"Hmph, since I can't change what I was born with, I'll change what I have now. There's nothing I can't get if I want it."

After saying that, he looked at Su Luo: "Su Luo, divorce Nangong Chiyu and become the Regent's Consort of Beiliang. Whatever you want, I can give you..."

Since Su Luo knew that Ye Beihan liked her, she was not surprised that he said such a thing at this moment.

He brought me to Beiliang; it couldn't possibly be to teach me agriculture. That was his real purpose.

Even though she had already guessed it, Su Luo still pretended to be surprised.

"Ye Beihan, are you crazy?"

Ye Beihan didn't wait for Su Luo to refuse, nor did he want her to refuse.

"Judging by the time, Nangong Chiyu needs to take his medicine again. Su Luo, for Nangong Chiyu's sake, you have no choice but to agree to my request."

Su Luo choked. She hadn't found the antidote for Nangong Chiyu yet, and she really couldn't wait any longer.

What exactly do you want?

Su Luo didn't believe he would give Nangong Chiyu the real antidote.

"I want you to divorce Nangong Chiyu, then become my Regent's Consort, forget Nangong Chiyu, forget everything about Nanning. Anything you want, I can give you in Beiliang."

Su Luo had already considered everything in her heart, but she wouldn't agree to Ye Beihan's request immediately. After a short while, Su Luo finally spoke.

"Ye Beihan, you know I came here to find an antidote for Nangong Chiyu, but my heart has already been given to him."

I would do many things for him, even agree to your conditions, but forgetting someone is no easy task, especially when that person is my husband.

Keeping Ye Beihan calm is what Su Luo should be doing right now. If she wants to find the antidote, she needs to find someone to cooperate with her.

She has already found the best candidate, and the path she paved with so much gold from her space will surely be effective soon.

Upon hearing Su Luo's words, Ye Beihan's face lit up with joy: "Su Luo, does that mean you've agreed to my request?"

"I promise you, but you must also promise me that you will give Nangong Chiyu the real antidote, otherwise, I will destroy everything you have."

Ye Beihan didn't care at all, as long as Su Luo was willing to be with him.

"Okay! But I want you to forget Nangong Chiyu. I will prepare a potion for you later to make you forget everything from before, and we can start over."

Su Luo hadn't expected Ye Beihan to be so possessive of her, not only wanting her here, but also forbidding her from having anyone else in her heart.

"I'll do whatever you say as long as Nangong Chiyu gets better."

After saying that, Su Luo used her sleeve to take out the yellowed divorce agreement from her spatial storage. She had kept the divorce agreement and never thought that she would use it here one day.

"This is my divorce agreement with Nangong Chiyu. We divorced many years ago. The handwriting is Nangong Chiyu's own handwriting, so it can't be faked."

The person who understands you best in this world is definitely your enemy. How could Ye Beihan not recognize Nangong Chiyu's handwriting?

"very good!"

Ye Beihan tucked the divorce papers into his clothes, took Su Luo's hand, and helped her sit down.

They even thoughtfully placed the medicine that Nangong Chiyu had used to relieve his symptoms on the table next to Su Luo.

"Su Luo, from today onwards, you are free to move around in the Regent's Palace without anyone watching you."

Once my medicine is ready, forget about Nangong Chiyu, and you will be my Regent's Consort.

Su Luo's face remained expressionless and cold. The more she acted this way, the more Ye Beihan would believe that what she said was true.

"Give the real antidote to Nangong Chiyu, and everything will be fine."