Xie Wenjun gripped her wrist tightly, his anger undiminished: "Do you really not want to admit you're my wife? I know I'm wrong, but I've been apologizing to you for so long, and you're still angry!"

Xie Wenjun was angry not because the other person was still angry, but because she repeatedly denied being his wife.

The mere thought of this caused the suppressed anger in his heart to erupt instantly, with nowhere to vent it.

Without realizing it, he had already changed his mind. Before, when she was still around, he didn't care so much about what she did. But now it's different. He felt that they had feelings for each other now, so he was really angry when he saw her repeatedly denying that she was his wife.

There was no fear in Wan Ge's eyes; she just stared straight at him.

Xie Wenjun, who was originally very angry, couldn't help but loosen his grip a little under the other person's gaze. He felt inexplicably guilty, even though he was the one who was extremely angry just now.

"You..." Xie Wenjun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed nervously.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who demoted my wife to a concubine first. His Majesty apologized a few times and the matter was over. Do I have to go through this again if His Majesty gets angry in the future?"

"No, it won't happen again!" Xie Wenjun stretched out her hand, as if she were about to swear an oath.

Wan Ge's fingertips touched his face, and then she answered his question: "Before, in my bed, you also said that you would always love me, but what happened? You didn't trust me, you confined me, and demoted me to the rank of Imperial Concubine."

"so…"

Wan Ge withdrew her hand and replied, "So I just want you to know that I am your lover, someone you should cherish and protect, not someone you can summon and dismiss at will. You can lower my status at will, but you can never control my thoughts and feelings."

Wan Ge's meaning was clear: as long as she didn't admit it, even if he told the whole world that she was the Empress, in her heart, she wasn't.

He was the emperor, and he could do whatever he wanted, but emotions and people's hearts were beyond his control.

Xie Wenjun stared at him, somewhat lost in thought. It seemed like the first time he had ever felt this way. The other person was undoubtedly saying that he could control everything, but emotionally, they had always been equals.

What she wanted was the same liking and respect, a feeling that Xie Wenjun found completely foreign.

When he was powerless and without influence, his life was as insignificant as grass. Later, when he was controlled, he was treated like a pawn. Until he truly gained power and took control of his own life, as well as the fate of others, he remained in a superior position.

Therefore, in his view, the strong are above all others, and the weak can only be devoured by others.

For the first time, he realized that in matters of the heart, they were all the same. They had different social statuses, but true love didn't care about such distinctions, because true love doesn't weigh the pros and cons. Only those who are together for mutual benefit will weigh the pros and cons.

It turns out that when we liked each other, I was already on equal footing with her.

The other person is no longer as cautious and prudent as when she first entered the palace, nor does she fawn over him. She will do many things to make him happy, but this is normal behavior towards a lover.