Wan Ge reached out and patted her head: "My sweet little Su, I know. Didn't you promise to make me peach blossom cake? Go on."

"Okay, I'll go now." After answering, Xiao Su immediately went out to the small kitchen.

Xiao Su's eyes were red, and she was wiping away tears when she left, so she didn't see Ye Zhaobai standing to the side.

After Xiao Su had walked far away, Ye Zhaobai stepped inside and said, "I can take her as my concubine. You don't need to worry about her future, and she can stay with you forever."

Wan Ge was taken aback by what the other person said, and then fell into an endless silence. Does this male lead want to listen to what nonsense he's spouting?

If Xiao Su had that idea, that would be one thing, but more importantly, she didn't. Besides, this emperor wouldn't be around for long, so making Xiao Su a concubine at this moment would only harm her. She didn't want Xiao Su to suffer from this kind of pain.

Wan Ge gently closed her eyes and then said, "Your Majesty and I both know what kind of person Your Majesty is. I don't want Xiao Su to get involved in this mess. I understand Your Majesty's desire for a lifelong, monogamous relationship. I can bear the feeling of being with someone who doesn't love you and having no other desires for the rest of your life alone."

Wan Ge found it increasingly absurd. The original owner of this body was clearly a victim back then, and it was only natural for her to avoid danger. Yet, she was used as a shield.

Once a woman enters the imperial harem, she can never escape its clutches. But she knows nothing of the emperor's character! She continues to enjoy endless luxury within the harem.

The original owner knew everything, yet could do nothing, ultimately leading to the destruction of his family and the death of his loved ones.

"Wange, are you blaming me?" Ye Zhaobai looked at the other party's slightly pale face and completely desperate appearance, and a particularly uncomfortable feeling instantly arose in his heart.

Wan Ge revealed a mocking smile, glanced at the person beside her, and then slowly said, "When I fell down with Consort An today, it reminded me of some things that happened on Jing'an Street back then."

The person on horseback back then looked no older than me, and His Majesty was also no older than me. The corner of the blue jade pendant that the young man revealed when he turned around was very familiar.

I never understood why His Majesty favored Consort An so much, but now I think I vaguely understand.

“Wange…” Ye Zhaobai’s face turned pale instantly, and he didn’t know what to say.

"Heh." Wan Ge sneered again: "What's ridiculous is that I always thought my tragedy started there, but I didn't expect that even if I hadn't been there that day, even if the one who got hurt wasn't An Shuke, there would have been another woman who would have made me do everything I had done before."

Because I am your betrothed Crown Princess, your Empress. Being husband and wife with you meant that all of this was destined long ago.

Ye Zhaobai, I owe you nothing, and I was once completely devoted to you. Why are you doing this to me?

"I'm sorry, Wan Ge." Ye Zhaobai wanted to reach out and hug the person in front of him.

But Wan Ge simply lay down and crawled into the covers: "Go away, I don't want to see you."

Seeing her like this, Ye Zhaobai knew very well that if he stayed, he would only get angrier. After taking a deep breath, he turned around.

Just as he lifted his foot, he heard a muffled voice again: "Ye Zhaobai, I hate you, I will never be nice to you again."