The Son of Heaven had no children yet. If Lü Lingqi bore a Dragon Heir, he would be the eldest son; with the support of a maternal grandfather as illustrious in battle as him, it would be hard for the boy not to become Crown Prince someday.
Lü Bu's little abacus was clacking loudly in his mind.
After hearing him out, Lü Lingqi felt that jealousy and scheming had nothing whatsoever to do with her, and she had no such intentions at all. Still, to reassure Lü Bu, she nodded.
Only after finishing this discussion did Lü Bu finally set his mind at ease. Then, his face lighting up, he told her about the honors he had received upon entering the palace that day.
"His Majesty has shown your father extraordinary favor."
"Lingqi, do you know? When I entered the palace for my audience this time, His Majesty ordered the Feathered Forest Guard to bow their heads to me, and even descended the steps himself to welcome me!"
"In the history of our Great Han, only Wei Qing, the Marquis of Changping, ever received such exceptional honor and treatment!"
Mentioning this filled Lü Bu with pride.
He could boast about it for the rest of his life.
This was also why he was not at all worried that Empress Fu's presence would threaten Lü Lingqi's position as empress. The Fu Family had never received treatment like his!
"The Feathered Forest Guard bowed their heads? The Son of Heaven descended the steps to welcome you?"
Lü Lingqi's beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.
Of course she understood the weight of this honor.
"Yes."
Lü Bu said with deep feeling, "Ever since I took up arms, whether it was Ding Yuan, Dong Zhuo, or the likes of Wang Yun, they only used me.