After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"The Emperor is planning to marry me to Tong Wenjie?"

Li Shiliu wrinkled her nose when she thought of Tong Wenjie's incompetent and cowardly appearance.

"If I really marry you to Tong Wenjie, would you be willing, Li girl?"

The words of the Jiade Emperor made Li Shiliu silent for a moment, and then she replied: "Please don't blame me, Your Majesty. I am telling you the truth."

"speak."

“If we really talk about character and ability, I really don’t think highly of Tong Wenjie.

But if the emperor really wants to issue an edict to grant the marriage, there is no way I can refuse.

I just have a question. The emperor just said that he wanted to leave a successor for the Duke of Yue's mansion, but he didn't say that I must give birth to the child, right? "

"I have no say in matters like having children. I have not said who must have children, but my mother's family cannot be without descendants."

Seeing Li Shiliu's gloomy expression, Emperor Jiade couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I don't care about the affairs between men and women in the harem, I just want to see a satisfactory result.

Trust the people you employ, and don't employ people you don't trust. You can decide how to do it yourself, and I won't interfere.

Li girl, you will get what you want after it is done. "

Got it. Now that he had received the promise from Emperor Jiade, Li Shiliu was naturally full of energy. He couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and personally deal with those scums in Duke Yue's Mansion.

After leaving the Imperial Study, Li Shiliu was walking while thinking about how to show off his talents in Duke Yue's Mansion in the future. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by someone before he even left the palace gate.

Li Shiliu raised her head with a slightly confused look on her face and saw Lord Meng Qisui, the Minister of Dali Temple, who was waiting quietly in an inconspicuous position near the palace wall.

"Ms. Li."

Meng Qisui spoke again. Li Shiliu looked around and didn't see anyone else, so she walked over while lifting her skirt.

"What does Lord Meng want to ask me to do?"

Li Shiliu saw from the corner of her eye that Meng Qisui clenched and then loosened his hand at her side, and she suddenly had a bold guess. Could it be that the Dali Temple Chief, the vicious dog that everyone in the Da Chong Dynasty was afraid of, was nervous?

"The Emperor just left Miss Li alone. Was he discussing your marriage?"

Li Shiliu nodded.

"If it is convenient, Miss Li, could you please tell me which family the emperor intends to marry you to?"

"Master Meng, you are joking. Master Meng has just rejected the emperor's marriage proposal in the imperial study. Who my daughter marries has nothing to do with Master Meng."

Thinking about how this blockhead had just rejected her marriage proposal in front of the emperor, even if Li Shiliu was made of clay, she would still be a little angry, so naturally her words were not so nice to hear.

After taking a look at Li Shiliu, whose eyes were shining with anger, Meng Qisui softened his heart even though he was being confronted in person.

With an imperceptible sigh, Meng Qisui clasped his hands together and bowed solemnly to Li Shiliu, and said to Li Shiliu in a serious manner, "It was indeed Meng who was inconsiderate when we were in the imperial study just now.

Mr. Meng would like to apologize to Ms. Li.

There was indeed a reason for the refusal of marriage, and it was entirely due to Meng's own reasons and had nothing to do with Miss Li.

Miss Li is very good..."

Having said this, Meng Qisui couldn't help but feel his ears slightly red.

Trying hard to suppress the mixed feelings in his heart, Meng Qisui paused for a moment before continuing.

"It is Mr. Meng who has wronged Miss Li, and it is right for Miss Li to blame Mr. Meng.

Meng only hopes to watch from afar that Miss Li can find a good husband, live in harmony with her husband, and live a smooth life."