The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

"Father, you already knew about this?"

"You are my son, how can I not understand your thoughts and eyes?"

The emperor rubbed his temple as he spoke. After saying so much, he felt a little tired now.

"I have said everything I need to say, everyone please leave——"

Everyone left.

Song Xuanlin walked last, and he didn't raise his eyes until he left the palace.

At this time, the drizzle of spring rain fell slowly and gently fell on the loose soil.

In the mist and rain, a touch of pink in the distance instantly improved Song Xuanlin's gloomy mood.

Rong Sheng was seen standing beside the Feng family's carriage, holding a paper umbrella, her pastel-colored clothes fluttering in the breeze.

It looks even brighter and more gorgeous compared to the green plants around it.

But she had no intention of looking back to admire it.

Her mind and eyes were now filled with the tall man walking quickly towards her in the distance.

"Yun'er, when did you come?"

Even though she can't turn back into Shen Yun now, Song Xuanlin still wants to call her that.

No matter how her appearance changes, she will always be that heroic female general in his heart.

Rong Sheng looked at the redness in Song Xuanlin's eyes which had not yet faded, and felt pity in his heart.

"I only waited for half an incense stick of time."

She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from Song Xuanlin's eyes. "Are you okay now?"

Rong Sheng was actually called by Song Xuanlin.

The emperor has been in a coma for several days, and the princes were suddenly called into the palace. It is not difficult to guess why.

"Yun'er, although father is bedridden, he has actually woken up."

Song Xuanlin let Rong Sheng's little hand wipe his face, "He said he would pass the throne to me."

Rong Sheng paused when he heard this: "So, he is going to give up his position now?"

"Yes, Father wants to see me ascend the throne."

"It seems that the emperor did this because he didn't want his princes to stage a bloody fight to seize the throne again."

The battle for the throne back then must have been extremely brutal, which is why their emperor came up with this idea.

Just as Rong Sheng was sighing, Song Xuanlin suddenly approached her with his warm breath, which brought her back to her senses.

Before she could react, Song Xuanlin opened his arms and wrapped her small body into his broad arms.

"Yun'er, my father and I also mentioned something about us."

Song Xuanlin closed his eyes and sniffed the jasmine scent in Rong Sheng's hair. "I want you to be my queen."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Sheng felt his face getting hotter and hotter: "Xuan Lin, His Majesty...does he agree?"

Rong Sheng was still unsure, after all, she was the queen of a country——

Even if the emperor feels guilty towards the Shen family, it doesn't mean he can fully accept her, a person who takes every step carefully for revenge.

"Yun'er, I know your concerns."

Song Xuanlin sensed Rong Sheng's sensitive mood. He stroked her black hair and said softly, "In fact, father already knew that I liked you."

"He said you are fit to be the queen."

"I...fit..."

Rong Sheng's mind went blank and he twitched his lips in confusion.

She was really surprised, surprised that the emperor was the one who had a clear understanding of the overall situation.

Just as she was sorting out the confused thoughts in her mind, Song Xuanlin put his arms around her slender shoulders again.

"Yun'er, are you willing to marry me?"

His voice was softer than the drizzle, but to Rong Sheng it sounded as loud as bells and drums.

Not sure if it was rain or fog, but Rong Sheng’s cheeks gradually became wet.

She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze passed over Song Xuanlin's angular jaw, and met his affectionate eyes.

"Xuan Lin..."

She opened her red lips slightly, and she didn't know her voice could tremble so much, "I do."