Wan Ge sat up abruptly, shaking off all her drowsiness. To be honest, she had been living in constant fear of Ye Zhao for so long, afraid that he might take her life or even the lives of her entire family at the slightest provocation.

But in that instant, Wan Ge felt only anger. Even if she were to be beheaded the next second, she didn't want to hold back any longer: "Ye Zhao! Don't you listen to what you're saying? Who was causing all this trouble last night? Who was touching me inappropriately in my room two hours before the banquet? Now you won't even let me sleep? Get out of here!"

After speaking, Wan Ge stood up, intending to push the person out the door. Ye Zhao grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and smiled happily.

Wan Ge felt even angrier when she saw him still laughing: "All you do is laugh, laugh, laugh! I'm angry, Ye Zhao, you bastard."

"Yes, my little Ge'er has finally thrown a tantrum." Ye Zhao hugged her tightly, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

Wan Ge was slightly taken aback. Yes, she hadn't lost her temper in a long time. Since entering the palace, she had always been cautious and prudent. There was no trace of the arrogance and domineering attitude she had when she was a princess.

"Little Ge'er is my wife. No matter how angry you are, I will not be angry. Little Ge'er, please trust me a little, okay?" Ye Zhao carried her back to the bed and lay down beside her, embracing her in bed.

Ye Zhao waited a long time for a reply, but he didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and planned to rest with his empress, but at that moment he heard three words in his ear: "I'm sorry, A Zhao. I want to believe you, but I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Ye Zhao opened his eyes, touched her cheek, and looked into her eyes as he asked softly.

"I fear the unpredictability of an emperor's heart, I fear your affection for me is only temporary, I fear I will eventually end up like those in the storybooks, going from mutual support to mutual loathing."

"I will never hate you. I love you and I will only love you."

Perhaps you'll never understand, but the things I experienced growing up have prevented me from ever feeling a single ounce of love for anyone. Until I met you, at first I thought I was just interested in you, just wanted to possess you, just wanted to keep you by my side.

But later I realized I was wrong. I was afraid you would hate me, afraid you would be sad, afraid I would never win your affection.

You are the only person I have ever loved in this life, both in the past and in the future.

"Ah Zhao, I'm willing to try to believe you." Wan Ge felt her heart beating incredibly fast, and touched her heart with her fingertips. Help, can you please stop beating so fast?

"Really?" Ye Zhao hugged the person even tighter with joy.

"I'm not lying to you."

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The next day in the imperial court, Ye Zhao listened to the reports from the court officials, but his gaze fell on the distraught Mu Qingzhou.

After the ministers had finished speaking, Ye Zhao finally spoke: "I heard that General Mu is fond of Miss Guan, and even had a big argument with his family. Since his feelings are so sincere, then I will grant your wish."

Mu Qingzhou suddenly came to his senses and realized that Ye Zhao was talking about him. He knelt on one knee, bowed respectfully, and finally replied, "It is entirely up to Your Majesty to decide."

But the fist that was clenched couldn't help but tighten even more.

Ye Zhao tapped Yi Rong's hand lightly with his fingertips, and then said, "But Miss Guan is just a commoner, and she is not suitable to be a wife."