She said, "Not to mention the 20,000 Imperial Guards, there are several Grandmaster-level martial artists in the palace. How are you going to rob them?"

He Yunxiao said matter-of-factly, "I have the He family army of 120,000! If I really want to marry her, who can stop me?!"

Meng Qingqian was starting to lose track of He Yunxiao's train of thought. What was all this about? The He family had been loyal ministers for generations, and now He Yunxiao was going to rebel for a woman?

She asked in astonishment, "You staged a coup and rebelled, all for a woman?"

He Yunxiao quickly corrected the antidote girl, Li Qingmeng.

He said, "It's not 'a woman,' it's my wife."

Meng Qingqian didn't understand, so she asked, "What does 'wife' mean?"

It means 'the best treasure in the world'.

Meng Qingqian was speechless; she was deeply shocked by He Yunxiao's ideas. This was vastly different from her previous understanding of the court's situation and the intertwined interests.

She couldn't understand why He Yunxiao would risk everything for Nanzhu. He was a spoiled brat whose greatest asset was the Marquis of Wuqing's mansion. If he were to send troops, regardless of success or failure, he would be utterly ruined.

Moreover, although the army of 120,000 is strong and can indeed seize the South Sea Pearls, has he not considered what to do after he has seized them? These 120,000 people already have rebellious intentions, so how can they survive in the State of Qi?

Meng Qingqian couldn't understand it.

The only thing she could understand was that He Yunxiao really wanted to marry Nanzhu.

Li Qingmeng's favorability rating has increased from 25 to 35.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Don't worry. I won't tell my cousin about what you said about her. In short, Xiaoyue won't stop you from marrying Nanzhu."

Just as He Yunxiao was about to express his gratitude, the bell of the Soul-Devouring Pill rang out!

This is Chu Xiaoxiao urging him!

Intense pain tore at his body, and he was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

Meng Qingqian noticed He Yunxiao's unusual behavior and asked, "Young Master He, what's wrong? Why are you sweating so much all of a sudden?"

Fortunately, the ringtone only rang once.

He Yunxiao recovered and comforted Li Qingmeng, saying, "It's nothing, just a minor ailment."

He then said, "Miss Li, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. You shouldn't eat those fruits yet. If you get choked again, no one will be able to help you."

Meng Qingqian thought of the fruit, and of "saliva," "handkerchief," and "father"...

So, behind He Yunxiao's back, she blushed secretly.

She touched her burning cheeks, thinking about how she had lived for nineteen years. In those nineteen years, even with all the times she was confused, she had never been as muddled as she was today.