The emperor sat on a stone bench and looked at Su Yujiao who was standing respectfully with her head bowed in front of him and said:

"I don't think you have to marry Prince Yu. He might have agreed before, but he probably won't agree now."

"He and Jiang Mengli have been through life and death together, and their relationship is no longer what it used to be. You are putting me in a difficult position by asking to marry him."

After thinking about it over and over again, he still felt that it was inappropriate to grant the marriage, as it would offend Wen Mohan.

Wen Mohan had already done a lot of things to her in the past because of the Queen Mother's instigation. If he is now granted a marriage with Su Yujiao, the hatred will only deepen.

Su Yujiao raised her head when she heard this and said, "I'm just taking back my place. Why would you say it's difficult for me?"

"This is what your majesty owes me, and it's what Wen Mohan owes me. If it weren't for you, my husband wouldn't be like this."

These words left the emperor speechless.

The knuckles of his clenched fists turned white, and his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with murderous intent for a moment.

As an emperor, he didn't want anyone to speak to him in such an attitude.

The emperor was silent for two breaths, then took a deep breath and calmed down. "Prince Yu is in the side hall right now. I still have to ask his opinion."

"Let me make it clear first, I won't force him to marry you. Whether you can get him to agree depends on your own ability. Let's go."

He stood up and left with a cold look on his face, heading towards the side hall.

Su Yujiao followed the emperor holding her son's hand, her eyes were very determined, and she secretly made up her mind that she would get Wen Mohan's consent no matter what.

When the door of the side hall opened, Wen Mohan, who was about to salute, was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Su Yujiao and her son in surprise and asked in a deep voice, "Sister Yujiao, when did you return to the capital?"

Su Yujiao showed a gentle smile on her face and pushed Chen Ling, "Ling'er, go call Uncle Han."

Chen Ling did not go over, but hid behind her and called out "Uncle Han" in a low voice.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, his expression calm and serious as he said, "They arrived at the palace yesterday. I let them stay in the guest house for one night."

"She said that Chen Yuanzhan has passed away, and now they are the only ones left, mother and son, to rely on each other. Life is a bit difficult, and she came to the palace this time to ask me for something."