Chapter 335
Chapter 335 The Selection of the Prince Consort
"Why, Your Majesty?" Lin Wanrong was startled. The words came as a bolt from the blue, leaving him breathless for a good while.
"There is no 'why.' If I say it's not allowed, then it's not allowed." The Emperor's face was gloomy, his gaze upon Lin Wanrong as heavy as a ten-thousand-pound hammer. His imposing aura was as sharp as a knife's edge, intimidating.
But Lin Wanrong was not easily frightened. He looked fearlessly back at the Emperor. "Your Majesty, people must act reasonably. The princess is unmarried, as am I. Why can others attend, but I cannot? To be frank, I came to the capital for this very day. Even if you were to behead me, I will go. I take my leave."
He had been patiently enduring for Qingxuan for many days. Just as he was at the end of his tether, the Emperor put a wrench in his plans. How could he not be enraged? Regardless of whether it was the Emperor or his father-in-law, he had no time for either now. His wife mattered the most.
Seeing his resolute demeanor, the Emperor's face fluctuated. Despite the threats and scolding of the previous day, he hadn't managed to break Lin Wanrong's spirit. This Lin San was somewhat stubborn; it seemed force might not work. After a long moment of contemplation, the Emperor sighed. "Come back, I have something to say to you."
Lin Wanrong halted. The Emperor approached him, asking, "Do you truly wish to become the prince consort?"
‘What kind of question is this? I want to be my wife's husband, not your damn prince consort.’ Seeing Lin Wanrong's silence, a gleam sparked in the Emperor's eyes. "Being a prince consort does indeed bring prestige, but there are greater honors in this world. If you choose not to become the prince consort, there will be opportunities for greater glory in the future."
"Glory? What glory?" Lin Wanrong asked, puzzled.