Lu Wujiu's gaze fell on Zhao Han.

Zhao Han disappeared immediately.

The young pageboy appeared and disappeared like a ghost, opening the room door.

Chu Yuyan finally appeared in the study during the day.

Seeing Lu Wujiu standing tall and elegant, with a cold and handsome face, his dark blue hair shimmered in the sunlight.

A man who holds a high position of power, has no women in his harem, and is handsome—how could any woman not be attracted to such a man?

Chu Yuyan pursed her lips and asked, "Your Highness, do you desire any offspring of your own?"

"??" A look of confusion flashed in Lu Wujiu's eyes.

"You came here to talk about this?" Lu Wujiu asked.

Chu Yuyan smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards like stars in the sky.

She looked at Lu Wujiu and said, "Your Highness, please don't be angry. I suppose you already know that there is something strange about the Buddhist hall at the Empress Dowager's place. If I were to help you investigate and see what is hidden inside, I could decide whether I am worthy of being the next Princess Consort."

Lu Wujiu's gaze fell on Chu Yuyan.

Chu Yuyan continued, "I know that Your Highness likes Young Master Su. Young Master Su is a kind person, and I like him very much as well. Young Master Su also has sons and daughters, and I think he knows that a man needs to have offspring to carry on his lineage. Your Highness doesn't need to give me any love or care. I only want to be a princess. If I can give birth to a son, I am willing to entrust him to Young Master Su to raise. I will definitely not interfere with the relationship between Your Highness and Young Master Su."

"Are you done talking?" Lu Wujiu asked.

Chu Yuyan shook her head.

"Don't say anything more. Go downstairs, pack your things, and find a place to stay under the cover of night!"

He's not even dead yet, and they already want to have his children to carry on the glory of the royal family.

To be able to articulate her inner thoughts so clearly, this Miss Chu is truly a remarkable person.