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"What!" Luo Lingwei was shocked and angry at the same time. She directly stood up from her seat. All the officials were startled when they saw this. They all thought to themselves, this Crown Princess truly doesn't know etiquette. How dare she be so rude in such circumstances?

"Cough!" Ye Lianhe lightly coughed, and it was only then that Luo Lingwei's spirit was pulled back.

"Your majesty, please forgive me. This concubine is rude." Luo Lingwei quickly stood up and bowed.

"It's fine. It's also within my expectations that Esteemed Empress Luo would be so surprised." Ye Feihan smiled indifferently. This calmness and calmness caused everyone present to feel that it was extremely strange, almost making them want to recognize this Emperor once more.

Ye Lianhe knew that Luo Lingwei would definitely not want Little White to marry Ye Feihan. Moreover, after entering the palace, the winding paths in the palace were not something a little girl like Little White could handle, so he immediately cupped his hands towards Ye Feihan and said, "Your Majesty, Little White is a house slave. Compared to Imperial Majesty, it is like the difference between cloud and mud; I beg Your Majesty to reconsider."

Ye Feihan laughed, "Isn't that simple? Miss Xiaobai has done a great service for me. I can definitely confer the title of father to her father. This way, she will be the daughter of an imperial official."

Ye Lianhe was momentarily at a loss for words. He never thought that Ye Feihan would be so direct. He also did not know why this illness would cause his nephew to turn into such a state. It was as if he had become a different person.

"I ask Your Majesty to reconsider that the marriage of the Son of Heaven is a matter of national importance. Do not play any tricks." Ye Lianhe continued to speak with a hint of reproach in his tone.

Luo Lingwei suddenly interrupted, "Your Majesty, your concubine just wanted to report to Your Majesty that a few days ago, Whitey had already been betrothed to you by my concubine. If you were to marry Your Majesty now, it would be a great disrespect."

When Ye Feihan heard this, he felt a surge of anger and was about to have an illness. He held on to the dragon throne, finally stabilizing his tottering body with great difficulty.

"The Emperor is tired. Let's call it a day. Everyone, let's disperse." Seeing this, the Queen was afraid that if she continued speaking, Ye Feihan would faint again. Earlier, Whitey had told Empress Wang that this disease of the emperor should not be provoked. If it were to erupt again, his life would be in danger.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the large palace which had been bustling with noise and excitement, all of the civil and military officials immediately dispersed. Only Night Flyer and his wife and a few other palace servants were left to serve the two of them.

After returning to the King's Manor, Luo Lingwei angrily shut herself in her room. As for Night, Lian He, he frowned and went straight to the study room, which made the two of them feel very strange. Seeing this, Ye Qing thought that Ye Lianhe and Luo Lingwei had quarreled again.

At this moment, Luo Lingwei wished she could strangle Ye Feihan to death, and she also wished she could strangle Ye Lianhe, who had sent Little White to treat his illness.

"Duk Duk Duk." After a light knock on the door, both of them walked into Luo Lingwei's room with a face full of smiles. Luo Lingwei sighed, "I'm fine, you two should obediently go back to work."

When the two of them heard this, they knew what had happened. Xiaoqing giggled as she stepped forward to pinch Luo Lingwei's shoulder, taking the opportunity to ask, "Sister Weiwei, did the Prince make you angry again?"

Hearing this, Luo Lingwei shook her head and then looked at Little White, sighing.

"You go out first, I have some things to tell Lil 'White." Luo Lingwei scratched Xiaoqing's nose and smiled at her.

Xiaoqing looked at Lil 'White suspiciously, then obediently left the room.

After Xiaoqing left, Luo Lingwei looked at the simple-looking Xiao Bai. She could not bear to raise this topic anymore, but she had no choice but to say it to her.

"Lil 'White, do you have anyone you like?" Luo Lingwei stared at her and suddenly asked her.

"This …" Hearing this, Whitey's pretty face turned red and Zhao Wei's face unconsciously floated across its mind. It then stammered, "Sister Weiwei, what you said..." It's quite embarrassing. "

Luo Lingwei let out a long sigh and continued, "Today, the emperor wants to accept you as his consort in front of all the civil and military officials."

Whitey's originally blushing and smiling face suddenly lost all color.

"Wh …" "What?" Lil 'White felt it was unbelievable.

Luo Lingwei let out a long sigh and told what happened today to Whitey. At the end of her story, Whitey bit its lips, its eyes full of grievance and indignation.

Seeing Little White like this, Luo Lingwei felt very pained. He made up his mind to defend Xiao Bai's right to freedom of love and marriage no matter what.

"Lil 'White, as long as you don't want to say it, Sister Weiwei will still push this matter away even if there's a huge problem!" Luo Lingwei held Whitey's trembling hands and said gently.

At this time, in the study room, Ye Lianhe was also frowning. He was thinking about this, but he wasn't thinking about whether Little White would be included in the harem. He was thinking about why Ye Feihan had become so strange. After all, as long as he did not agree, no matter how noisy Ye Feihan was, it was impossible for him to bring Whitey into the harem. No one dared to support him in doing so.