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

"Humph, Princess Sheng'an is so charming that even the Dali Temple Chief who has been aloof for many years has been tempted." As soon as Meng Qisui left, Nanyang Yao, who had been pickled in vinegar and had become sour, immediately began to feel aggrieved.

Li Shiliu looked helplessly at the man in front of her who had made her so angry that she turned into a puffer fish, and couldn't help laughing out loud, saying, "What's wrong with you?

Could it be that even Lord Meng would make you jealous?"

Nanyang Yao stared at Li Shiliu with his big watery eyes, looking at her pitifully, and said, "Princess, look at Meng Qisui, he has killed three wives, but he still looks so righteous and yet he expresses his true feelings to you, it's really disgusting!"

Li Shiliu shook her head helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, don't be angry. Nothing will happen between me and Lord Meng."

Nanyang Yao felt much better when he heard this, but he still pretended to be very aggrieved and said, "But, Princess..."

Li Shiliu stretched out a slender jade finger and lightly pressed it on Nanyang Yao's cherry red lips, saying: "I don't know what will happen in the future, but now my heart is very small and can only accommodate you.

You, please be less jealous, it is impossible for Lord Meng and I to be together."

"why?"

He reached out and held Li Shiliu's slender jade fingers, kissed them gently, and then carefully placed them in his palm. Nanyang Yao tilted his head and asked curiously.

“Lord Meng is an important official in the court, the emperor’s confidant, and a pure official without worries or weaknesses.

If you have weaknesses and concerns, you are no longer a loyal subject.

The Dachong Dynasty needs loyal officials, and the Jiade Emperor needs loyal officials like Lord Meng even more."

Nanyang Yao nodded in understanding, but he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "What about Tong Wenjie who took the title of the princess' husband? When can we send him off?"

When the name Tong Wenjie was mentioned, a hint of sharpness flashed in Nanyang Yao's eyes.

Thinking of Tong Wenjie, who had taken the title of the princess' husband, Nanyang Yao couldn't help but feel a surge of nameless anger in his heart. How could he swallow this?

However, the treatment of Tong Wenjie was not something that Li Shiliu and Nanyang Yao could decide.

"That depends on the emperor's opinion. The second young master Tong Wencai has been abolished by him. Now the only one left in the Yueguo Mansion who can carry on the family line is Tong Wenjie.

As the emperor's maternal family, the Duke of Yue's Mansion holds a very important position in the court. The emperor will naturally not easily let his maternal family be extinct, so the treatment of Tong Wenjie still needs to wait for the emperor's order.

The princess looked at the expression on Nanyang Yao's face and shook her head helplessly. She knew that Nanyang Yao was dissatisfied with Tong Wenjie. But in fact, there was no substantial contact between the two of them.

Although they were married in name only, the princess never let Tong Wenjie touch her. On the contrary, she arranged more than a dozen concubines for Tong Wenjie to satisfy his needs.

Therefore, Li Shiliu did not think there was any need for Nanyang Yao to be jealous.

"You wouldn't even be jealous of this, would you?"

Li Shiliu frowned, her tone somewhat dissatisfied. She felt that Nanyang Yao's reaction was a bit too extreme.

However, Nanyang Yao doesn't think so.

"If I had a legitimate status, I could naturally drive away all the flies surrounding the princess.

Why should it be like today, when someone is bullying you in front of you?

I can't swallow this.

Humph, I just want a reputation, is that too much?"