Jiang Tian remained silent.
Yan Heng's anger intensified. He looked at her with a cold smile: "Is it beneath you that I'm giving you a title? Is being my concubine not as good as being Xu Jingxiu's wife?"
Jiang Tian's eyes reddened slightly: "Why does Your Majesty misunderstand me? Xu Jingxiu and I have long since severed all ties. What does this have to do with him? I am doing this for my father."
"If you despise me for having been Xu Jingxiu's wife, that's understandable. Why do you have to stab me in the heart with every word you say?"
Seeing her angry, Yan Heng became even angrier: "Your father has been gone for so many years, I wonder how many people can still remember his name. The living are restrained for the dead, if he truly loved his daughter dearly, he wouldn't be able to stand by and watch."
Jiang Tian remained silent.
Yan Heng had been lying low for many years and was used to keeping his emotions hidden, but when he met Jiang Tian, he suddenly forgot to hide his feelings.
He tightened his grip slightly, forcing Jiang Tian to look at him: "You're not the first woman to divorce and remarry, so why worry about it and make yourself anxious?"
"I am doing this for your own good. You have a long life ahead of you in the palace. If you don't even have a proper title, what will you do if I forget about you and others mistreat you?"
Yan Heng's tone had softened.
He thought to himself that since things had come to this point, Jiang Tian should understand the implications.
Jiang Tian bit her lips until they turned white, and her eyes were filled with tears: "Even if you forget me, I will not forget you. I will stay in the palace and wait for you to remember me."
Yan Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he loosened his grip.
When people are excited, they tend to say some truths.
Jiang Tian had no ill intentions towards him.
He should be happy, but a sense of anxiety lingered in his heart: "You know perfectly well that I have already made concessions for you. You have been in the palace for a month, and I have not mentioned these things, waiting for you to figure it out yourself, but you have become more and more stubborn."
Jiang Tian's face turned pale, but she remained silent.
Yan Heng was determined to get to the bottom of this today. He continued, "Let's make her a concubine first. If you suddenly make her a high-ranking consort, people might criticize you. It's not too late to promote her later."
Jiang Tian didn't answer him, and didn't seem to be planning to accept it.
Yan Heng saw her stubbornness and felt even more suffocated.
What woman could be like her!
He doesn't want to talk about it anymore; once he's made a decision, he won't change it.
"Rest now. I will issue the decree tomorrow."
After Yan Heng finished speaking, he was about to carry Jiang Tian inside when he heard her speak.
"I don't want to."
Yan Heng paused, looking down at her.
Jiang Tian deliberately ignored his gaze: "If Your Majesty truly pities me, then don't force me."
Yan Heng wondered to himself if this woman had become arrogant because she was favored by the emperor.
It's only been a short time, and you're already going against him.
He chuckled softly: "I'm going to force you anyway!"
He then led her into the bed curtains.
Yan Heng thought to himself that this woman was like poison; no matter how many worries he had, once she entered the tent, he would forget them all.
There's a saying that goes, "quarrels at the head of the bed are resolved at the foot of the bed," which may be true in this context.
He wasn't deliberately rude; he was very considerate of Jiang Tian's feelings.
However, Jiang Tian wasn't in a good mood and forced herself to stay awake for one more time before closing her eyes and falling asleep.
Yan Heng had intended to please her, but she didn't appreciate it. He felt both angry and bitter. He quickly washed up and went to sleep.
I thought things would be better by the second day. Jiang Tian is a smart person. Even if she can't get over her father, she should know that her daughter needs him to have a good future. She just threw a little tantrum and it'll pass.
But he didn't expect that Jiang Tian would fall ill.
The next day, when he woke up, he saw that Jiang Tian was deliberately sleeping with her back to him. Memories that he had almost forgotten suddenly came back to his mind, along with his anger.
He watched her for a while, then grasped her round, snow-white shoulders, wanting her to sleep facing him.
But as soon as he touched her, he could keenly sense that Jiang Tian's body temperature was off.
He turned her over, looked at her flushed face, placed his hand on her forehead, and felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
She developed a fever.
"Summon the imperial physician!"
Yan Heng's tone contained a panic that even he himself did not notice.
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