"Senior Sister, I won't go! I really won't!"
"Little Mule, be a good boy. Tonight, we are consummating our marriage!"
"But this is too sudden. I think we can take our time with this..."
"Enough nonsense! We command you to attend Our bedchamber. Do you dare defy an imperial command?"
"..."
In the courtyard, Luo Xiu was miserable beyond words as Di Xuanji dragged him away. No matter how he struggled or pleaded, it was futile. It was a shame his cultivation was gone. Although he still possessed strength far beyond that of an ordinary person, it was useless against the Empress, whose own cultivation strength was mysterious and profound.
Inside the spacious and luxurious room, Luo Xiu put on a deliberately serious expression in a final attempt at resistance. "Are you sure this is for real?" he asked.
Di Xuanji rolled her eyes. "What is?"
"Our engagement."
"Is there any doubt?"
