If you love him, you should make him well and hope he is happy. Since you are not his ideal partner, why should you let your reputation affect his happiness for the rest of his life?

"You were in critical condition last night. I was afraid you might get burned, so I kept you warm."

After saying this, Feng Luoran carefully lifted Baili Yi, who looked incredulous, from the ground, rested his head on the edge of the bed, and tucked in the quilt before continuing, "The only people who witnessed this were your personal guards and the leader of the Nanyue wedding escort team. I believe they won't tell anyone about this, so you don't have to feel guilty."

"Royal sister, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? I have said long ago that such a person is blind and unworthy of you! Tell me what he has? How is he so outstanding? It's just that the title of Emperor of Northern Wei sounds better."

After saying this, Feng Wenzhuo sneered, "Isn't he just a local emperor in a remote and poor place? The Northern Wei is cold and poor. Even if you marry there, I'm afraid you'll suffer! If you want to marry the emperor, wait until you find a truly good husband who treats you well, and I will give him the throne of Dongyang. I still don't believe that I, the Emperor of Dongyang, can be inferior to the Emperor of the Northern Wei?"

"Wen Zhuo, why are you spouting such nonsense all day long?" Feng Luoran was troubled by his brother, who never took the throne seriously. How could an emperor constantly say he didn't want the throne and threatened to give it to someone else?

If he had not been so ruthless and in control of the court, his repeated nonsense in public would have definitely caused civil unrest in Dongyang!

"I'm not talking nonsense. If I hadn't wanted to survive and stop those people from bullying us, I wouldn't have become the Emperor of Dongyang. If you get married, I'll give the throne to my brother-in-law. My word is my bond, and I'll keep it!"

After saying that, he sneered at Baili Yi and said, "Well, Baili Yi, do you regret it now? The woman you discarded like a worn-out shoe, I treasure her. Whoever can marry her will be able to rule my Dongyang Kingdom.

I know that your Northern Wei and the Divine Religion have a bad relationship. You are eager to expand your power, even wanting to unify the entire Kyushu continent and completely exterminate the Divine Religion. If you have the power and wealth of Dongyang, unifying the entire Kyushu continent is no longer a dream.

I gave you a chance before, but you didn't cherish it. Now you regret it, but it's too late!"

Baili Yi looked at Feng Wenzhuo and really wanted to give this childish emperor a good beating.

He understood something from Feng Luoran's words just now. She seemed to think that he wanted to marry her out of guilt.

Originally, he wanted to explain to her that he was not doing this out of guilt, but because he loved her and wanted to listen to her advice. If she was not afraid of suffering or even losing her life by following him, he would protect her as if she were his own life, love her, and do his best to give her a happy life.

But before he could even say anything, Feng Wenzhuo bombarded him with so many words.

At this moment, if he expressed his feelings again, Luo Ran would definitely think that he said this because he wanted to get the Dongyang Kingdom.

Baili Yi opened his mouth, but eventually swallowed the words back.

It must be said that Xiao'er was very foresighted. She once told him that if he really loved Feng Luoran,