The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and when Shangguan Yifei saw this, a faint smile slowly appeared on his brows. Fortunately, he had already prepared a move. Who will win the battle can't be determined yet.

The wind rustled, and it moved as fast as flying.

With a figure as light as falling snow, Ling Mulao touched his feet several times and felt the wind, like a thunderbolt, but in the blink of an eye he had already arrived at the entrance of the palace.

Because he had the privilege of being a national master, Ling Mulao entered the palace without any hindrance, and walked towards the main hall through the long corridor.

The magnificent and magnificent hall exuded a solemn aura and was filled with dead silence.

Wearing a turquoise blue robe, Nangong Yi's tall figure knelt on one knee, with his hands clasped in his fists. Even when facing the emperor, he remained as indifferent as ice.

The gaze in his narrow eyes was deep and firm. Nangong Yi raised his head slightly and spoke loudly and forcefully, "Father, I still hope that your son will be fulfilled."

The emperor did not say anything when he heard the words, but the five fingers hidden in his sleeves were tightly tightened into fists, his brows twitched a few times almost invisible, and a few blue veins were looming.

"Father, my son, I, and Princess Shuohe are in love with each other. They have already made a private decision for the rest of their lives. I still hope that my father will..." Nangong Yi saw that the emperor was silent. He bit his silver teeth and said in a deep voice.

However, before he could finish this sentence, the emperor's furious voice was heard, "You have decided to live privately for life, and you, Sixth Prince, are so contemptuous of my imperial edict?"

"It's not contempt, it's that our whole life is decided by us!" The crisp voice retorted decisively and resolutely to the emperor's rhetorical question.

As soon as the words fell, the man dressed in lavender and trimmed with a thin layer of gold came quickly under the bright autumn sun. His body was awe-inspiring and domineering, like a god.

"Shuohe, see you, Your Majesty." Stepping into the hall, Ling Mulao didn't feel any panic. Instead, he calmly saluted the livid emperor.

His veins were rioting, but the emperor resisted the urge to accuse him and said, "Princess Shuohe, do you know that what you just said has already committed the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"Shuo He doesn't understand what it means to deceive the emperor and ignore others. He only knows that his own happiness needs to be fought for by himself. No one else should make the decision about Shuo He's marriage." After raising his eyebrows, Ling Mulao glanced at Nangong Yi beside him.

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Their eyes were blazing, and the moment their eyes met, no one felt the slightest fear.

"Bold, Princess Shuohe is so arrogant! Your daughter's family has the final say on this marriage matter. I have already issued an edict to bestow you on the prince, so there is no reason to change it.

As a minister, you, Princess Shuohe, can only obey and not refuse, otherwise you will be ignoring the king. This is a serious crime that requires beheading. Princess Shuohe, you must think clearly." Suddenly, Long Yan was unhappy, and the emperor suddenly stood up from the dragon throne.

He roared angrily.

"Father," Nangong Yi saw this, stepped in front of Ling Mulao, cupped his hands and said, "My son and Princess Shuohe have already made a private decision for life, and I beg my father to fulfill it."

"It's contrary, it's all contrary!" He didn't say a word, and the emperor was so angry that his face turned purple.

"Father..." Nangong Yi frowned.

Seeing this, Ling Mulao suddenly laughed loudly and retorted sonorously, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet. If you say the opposite, it would be a crime of indiscriminate accusation.
Chapter completed!