Zhou Siyu and the envoys from the North Qu Kingdom could not hear Wenren Luoshui's thoughts, so naturally, they had no idea that the soul inside her body had been replaced.
But they could not let her carry on making a scene like this forever.
Rong Chen, the Marquis of Ding'an and leader of the delegation, stepped forward and knelt to beg the emperor's forgiveness.
From the moment he emerged from the crowd, walked up to Zhou Siyu, and knelt before the emperor to plead guilty, something changed.
Zhou Siyu's eyes shone so dazzlingly that they seemed to hold a lighthouse on the sea.
The tender love in her eyes made the Marquis of Ding'an, kneeling nearby to beg forgiveness, uncomfortable all over.
But Zhou Siyu believed that this was Rong Chen's way of making up for loving her without being able to have her.
"My darling Chen, get up. I asked for this marriage alliance myself. Since I've already come to the Li Kingdom, I am the Li emperor's woman. I'm merely asking my own husband for a gift. What crime have you committed?"
With words like those, if Lang Ling had possessed a more violent temper, she would already have been dragged away and beaten to death.
You know perfectly well that you're going to be the emperor's woman, yet you address another man so affectionately!
Where does that leave the emperor?
Even in North Qu's imperial capital, Rong Chen and Zhou Siyu did not see each other so much as once a year.
He truly had no idea what madness had seized her today.
His voice brimmed with distance. "Please mind your words, Princess Wenhe."
Zhou Siyu could not take any of it in. She was immersed in her own world, in the script she had written