Prince Gan, please rest assured. This princess and the emperor will not reveal a single word of what happened today."

"I didn't come in for tea to discuss this. If we are family, I will naturally protect you. But if we are not, what do the lives of you Northern Wei people have to do with me?"

"Zhuo'er!" Feng Luoran felt very embarrassed when he saw Feng Wenzhuo getting angry.

"...I am just wishful thinking towards Emperor Chongyang, please don't misunderstand him." Although such a statement made Feng Luoran feel very shameless, but...this is indeed the fact.

"My sister has been in love since she was 15, and for all these years, she has stayed alone in her boudoir for this man. So many good men have wanted to make her happy, but she remains unmoved. I just want to know if this man is Emperor Chongyang? I also want to know why Emperor Chongyang didn't give me an explanation after provoking my Princess Dongyang?"

The usually calm and composed Emperor always loses his composure when encountering things related to Feng Luoran. Now, he is just a younger brother who speaks up for his sister.

"Have you been doing well these years?" Baili Yi ignored Feng Wenzhuo who was furious, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Seeing his royal brother's restrained fox aura and the concentration in his eyes, Baili Han's heart moved slightly, and he naturally had a plan in mind.

Hearing Baili Yi's voice, Feng Luoran's cheeks flushed again, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, and she nodded: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. How about you?"

"I'm fine too." Baili Yi nodded.

"You came to see me today, is there something important?"

At this point, Feng Luoran was completely embarrassed. He shook his head and said, "I thought your figure looked familiar at the banquet that day. I paid special attention to it during the martial arts competition today, and it seemed to me that you looked more and more like me. That's why I couldn't help but sneak in to take a look tonight."

Without waiting for Baili Yi to reply, Feng Luoran immediately changed the subject: "Is it because of your sister that you came to Nanyue in person this time?"

Baili Yi nodded and said, "That **** has also heard that we are here this time because of my sister's matter."

Feng Luoran's eyes lit up and he asked, "Is the Crown Princess really your sister?"

Baili Yi nodded. "We think it's 90% possible, but she grew up in South Vietnam and still doesn't believe in her own identity. Her father, the Emperor, and her mother, the Empress, have both passed away many years ago. We brothers can only identify her based on her appearance. Everything awaits the day when fate will bring us together."

Feng Luoran nodded: "You three brothers have sacrificed so much for her, I believe she will be able to feel your love. I look forward to seeing your family reunited."

Baili Yi nodded and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Luo Ran."

"Luoran? Is this your name?" Feng Wenzhuo, whose anger had subsided a little, became angry again.

"Baili Yi, what do you mean by my sister? Do you know how old she is this year? She's already 22!

If it weren't for you, with her conditions, would she still be unmarried at the age of 22? My sister wasted seven years of her youth for you. You must give an explanation for this matter today!

"Zhuo'er, you don't know anything, don't talk nonsense!"

"Sister! Don't you want to be happy? Since you're already here and there's no one else here, why can't you ask clearly?