Consort Su understood Xuan Yuanpeng's meaning perfectly well, and her face immediately darkened: "Your Majesty still wants to choose Zhao Zhenzhen as Yu'er's principal wife."

"The eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family, a lady of noble birth, dignified and elegant, is worthy to be the Third Prince's principal wife," Xuan Yuanpeng said as he wrote the imperial edict.

Consort Su frowned deeply: "What about Su Xuening? Will she become Yu'er's concubine?"

If Su Xuening could become the concubine and Zhao Zhenzhen the principal wife, she wouldn't mind accepting it.

In short, no matter what, Su Xuening must become Yu'er's woman.

Upon hearing Su Fei's words, Xuan Yuanpeng finally raised his eyes in anger: "Having Zhao Zhenzhen isn't enough, you also want Su Xuening? What, do you think all the women in the world want to become your son's women?!"

"You know how much Yu'er likes Su Xuening, so why don't you give Su Xuening to Yu'er?" Consort Su pursed her lips unwillingly, becoming angrier as she spoke: "In the end, you've been bewitched by that Bai woman. Don't forget, Yu'er is your own son!"

"presumptuous!"

Su Fei's words directly touched Xuan Yuanpeng's bottom line. He slammed his hand on the table, breaking the pen in his hand.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

Seeing the emperor's fury, all the eunuchs and palace maids in the room knelt down.

"Get out, all of you!" Xuan Yuanpeng shouted.

Zong Jiu immediately led the eunuchs and palace maids away.

Soon, only Xuanyuan Peng and Consort Su remained in the Imperial Study.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Peng no longer held back, glaring angrily at Consort Su: "I'll tell you straight today, Xuanyuan Zhan is my son, my own son!"