The way he said that made Zhong Muyu feel like he was an idiot.

However, there was something more important to do right now. She couldn't let Lu Ziyuan unleash his beastly nature and be alone with a man in a room; she couldn't handle that.

"Of course not! Calm down first, let's sort this out. You said that as long as I cooperate with you and don't embarrass you, you'll agree to one condition. My condition is freedom. But my cooperation with you doesn't mean I have to cooperate with this kind of thing. After all, we're not really husband and wife, and we even dislike each other, so let's not make things difficult for each other."

Zhong Muyu carefully chose her words, presenting facts and reasoning, which softened Lu Ziyuan's expression considerably.

But there was one thing he disagreed with: Zhong Muyu said he hated her, but now, apart from making him angry, he didn't hate Zhong Muyu at all.

"Actually, I don't dislike you. As for the freedom you mentioned, I never agreed to it. Even if I give you the freedom you have now, as long as we can't get a divorce, you will still be the Princess Consort of Ling. Even if you die, it won't matter."

"Then you can divorce me."

"Are you crazy? If you become a discarded woman, even the Empress Dowager won't tolerate you. Then you'll really have nothing left."

Zhong Muyu thought about it. She knew very little about this world. If she rashly ruined her reputation and ended up with nothing, she might not be able to survive. It was better not to be so reckless.

"Fine. But even if I can't leave, I want my current freedom. I don't want to see you guys. That's settled."

"You insist on this?"

"That's right. Even if I grow old alone, I will not share a man with other women. Don't tell me that everyone does it. Just because others do it doesn't mean I have to do it too."