Emperor Wu's face turned livid, and he almost fainted.
That defiant son!
But now, everyone was looking at Ranmil.
She didn't lose her temper or decline the offer immediately. Rather, she was hesitating… She was considering the offer!
Oh god…
That was what infuriated Emperor Wu the most.
Looking around, Feng Wu saw the astonished crowd, the furious Emperor Wu, and the hesitant Ranmil…
Human beings were such complicated animals.
"I wi—" Ranmil started to say, but was cut off.
Feng Wu said, "Of course, it's only a hypothesis."
A hypothesis?!
Ranmil wanted to slap "Jun Linyuan."
She had been so close to saying that she would go with "him." Luckily, she was stopped mid-sentence.
She was Consort Ranmil, Emperor Wu's woman. She could never marry Jun Linyuan.
What she didn't notice was that Feng Wu had set her up.
Emperor Wu had seen Ranmil's hesitation.
