"It seems you don't really want to marry this young lady."
Su Qiao would never let herself be taken advantage of.
"The Little Emperor wanted me to become Empress just now. Perhaps I should consider it?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Ye Jinghua's expression instantly darkened, a trace of bloody ruthlessness flashing through his eyes:
"It seems Ye Beiyao is truly tired of living. He actually dared to reach for my woman."
Su Qiao stroked her small chin. "Does your Ye family really have no one else?
And you let a scoundrel who deceives young girls and loves sowing discord become Emperor."
He had even wanted to use her to harm her man. In that case, she would make sure he lost everything.
As for whispering into her man's ear, Su Qiao could do that too.
"There is another younger imperial brother, but he was born prematurely with an illness and has been frail since childhood. He has been recuperating in the south."
As if he had thought of a brilliant idea, Ye Jinghua suddenly leaned closer. "How about... we hurry up and have one?"
"Too slow." Even if they could have a child, their son would not become Emperor for at least another ten years.
"As for being frail, with me here, that's no problem at all. As long as he has good character, is capable, and can manage a country, that's enough."
"But are you really not planning to become Emperor yourself?" Su Qiao was a little afraid he would regret it later.
"I used to think about it."
Ye Jinghua smiled and pinched her cheek. "After having you, I feel that the throne would instead become a shackle restricting me."
"Did I make things difficult for you?"
"Actually, if you truly wanted to become Emperor, I wouldn't