Xie Yizhi raised an eyebrow and replied with a cold smile, "Princess Anrou only made a mistake that all women in the world would make?"

His tone was contemptuous, his words sharp, each one like a dagger piercing the heart.

Lu Anrou's face turned deathly pale instantly. Speechless after his rebuke, her lips trembled, tears streaming down her face. She shook her head desperately, her voice broken: "No, no… Your Highness, I didn't…"

Her pleas reached Xie Yizhi's ears, but they didn't elicit even a shred of pity from him.

Empress Dowager Du, standing to the side, was trembling with anger, her face so dark it seemed as if water could drip from it.

She was already furious, but faced with Lu Anrou's disgraceful behavior, she didn't even have a chance to defend her.

This was so absurd that even if she wanted to help Lu Anrou, she couldn't bring herself to ask.

Xie Yizhi glanced at Empress Dowager Du indifferently, his voice as cold as ice: "Mother, from now on, do not interfere in the affairs of my household."

Empress Dowager Du's breath caught in her throat, her chest heaving with anger at those words, yet she was helpless and could only wave her hand weakly, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Xie Yizhi, however, seemed to be in a great mood, a slight smile playing on his lips, as he turned to look at Jiang Luoluo, who was secretly watching the show like a little rabbit not far away.

His gaze darkened slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward, picking her up horizontally in his arms. Jiang Luoluo was caught off guard and cried out in surprise. She instinctively tried to break free, but couldn't.

Xie Yizhi carried her to Empress Dowager Du, his tone righteous and resolute: "As for the matter of producing offspring for the royal family,"

"No need for Your Majesty to trouble yourself; my Queen Consort will take on this responsibility herself."

Jiang Luoluo: "..."