"Who do you think I am? Ning Xu?"
Rong Heng felt truly powerless. Why had she no confidence in him?
"You are not Ning Xu, and I am not Yuan Yuan. But, Rong Heng, you are the Emperor, and if I become the Empress, we'll lose the novelty and drift apart. Isn't it better to stay like this? I don't feel there's anything wrong with it."
"You might be fine, but our son will become a child without status. He could be a legitimate son, why do you want him to be a child of a mistress without any status? How will he face the future? By relying on my favor? Do you think that is a lasting solution? Yuanyuan, can't you sacrifice for your son and reluctantly become my Empress? Rest assured, I will give you the greatest freedom. If you want to leave the palace, I'll let you leave. Whatever you want to do, I'll allow it. Can't you be persuaded even with this?"
Tangyuan's stubbornness nearly exhausted Rong Heng's patience, and in the end, he left angrily with a flick of his sleeves.
