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Then, he quickly walked in front of Meng Fuying, stared straight at her, and said in a deep voice, "Fu'er, I know you hate me and blame me, but you shouldn't take revenge on me in this way. You…"

"Young Master Bai, you are overthinking things. I have no intention of taking revenge on you," Meng Fuying interrupted him and said softly. All she wanted was to end the marriage.

She would never marry a man who had once caused the death of the original owner of this body.

"No, I know you love me. For so many years, your heart has always loved me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have pestered me like that in the past. Now, I will never let go of you. I will never…" Bai Yichen's emotions were suddenly agitated, and he couldn't help but raise his voice.

Meng Fuying's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that 'she' loved him? Since he knew, why did he snort at 'her' in the past? He was truly a heartless man.

But now, he was pestering her. At this moment, Bai Yichen made her even angrier.

Her red lips parted again, and a small smile seemed to tug at the corners of her mouth. She said slowly, word by word, "Jesus says that when you can't have it, it's because you don't want it. If you do want something and you still can't have it, it means you want something not meant for you."

The casual statement startled the four men. They didn't know who the Jesus she was referring to was, but the words coming out of her mouth were absolutely stunning.

The man hugging her seemed to stiffen…

Bai Yichen was completely stunned. She said that he was asking for too much. He always thought that she still loved him and that everything she did was to anger him.

However, this rash request made his heart turn cold instantly.

"We will issue a decree today to annul the engagement between Bai Yichen and Meng Fuying," the emperor said in a deep voice once again. At this moment, his stern voice had an authoritative tone that could not be refused. When he looked at Bai Yichen, his face sank slightly with some dissatisfaction.

Bai Yichen's body froze again. However, at this moment, no matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to have any objections.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for fulfilling my wish." Meng Fuying finally heaved a sigh of relief and thanked him softly. She was finally free.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bu Jingyu also thanked him softly. There seemed to be a slight satisfied smile in his voice.

The emperor's eyes swept over Meng Fuying and Bu Jingyu, and a slight smile appeared on his face. He asked again, "Do you want me to bestow a marriage upon you?"

"Okay." Bu Jingyu was stunned for a moment before replying. The light laughter in his voice became even more obvious.

Meng Fuying's eyes slightly turned towards him. Amidst the calmness, there was a shocking coldness.

"It is good, but I still prefer to pursue it slowly." Bu Jingyu's body seemed to tremble slightly before he changed his words.

"Hahaha… Alright, I'll do as you say." The emperor suddenly laughed out loud. Obviously, he had also noticed the interaction between them. As he laughed, he looked meaningfully at Meng Yuntian.

Meng Yuntian was stunned for a moment. There was a hint of gratification in his eyes. He only hoped that Fu'er could find a man who truly loved and doted on her.

Only Bai Yichen's expression turned uglier and uglier. His eyes were filled with suppressed anger and ruthlessness.

Next, they counted the funds. It was almost twice as much as they had originally agreed on. This was because Meng Fuying had donated all the money she had 'moved' out of the Bai Residence. With more money, her father would have fewer concerns on the battlefield.

Before he left, Meng Yuntian suddenly thought of something. Then, he walked in front of Meng Fuying and said in a low voice, "Fu'er, in five days, it will be the Seventh Prince's concubine selection ceremony. Previously, you had an engagement with Bai Yichen, so naturally, you don't need to participate. But now that the emperor has decreed that your engagement is annulled, you must participate in the ceremony five days later."

As the head of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, Fu'er could not avoid such a ceremony.

Meng Fuying was slightly taken aback and her brows furrowed slightly. Xuanyuan Ye was choosing a concubine?

Seeing her frown slightly, Meng Yuntian comforted her again in a low voice. "The person Seventh Prince would choose should be Xue'er, so you don't have to worry. When the time comes, just treat it as a game."

Although it was the selection of concubines, everyone had already known in their hearts that Xuanyuan Ye would definitely choose Meng Ruxue. Hence, this banquet was just a formality.

"Yes, I understand," replied Meng Fuying in a low voice. Her father's intention was for her to go through the motions.

In her heart, she found it a little funny. She realized that her father was really cute sometimes. As a duke, he could actually say such things.

Just as her father said, the person Xuanyuan Ye chose would definitely be Meng Ruxue. After all, not only was Meng Ruxue talented and beautiful, she also had a halo that allowed her to rule the world.

For a man born in the royal family, the most important thing was the country and the world. The choice was indeed clear.

After sending her father off, she went back. When she lifted her eyes slightly, she realized that Xuanyuan Ye was walking towards her.

He had done her a great favor this time. When he approached her, she bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Content?" He stopped in his tracks and looked at her calmly. His red lips moved slightly and there seemed to be some emotion in his low voice.

"Oh?" Meng Fuying was slightly taken aback. She had not expected him to suddenly say such a thing. She replied, "Yes, very satisfied."

In front of him, she knew that there was nothing she needed to hide, simply because she knew that there was nothing she could hide from him.

Just like how he had long seen through her entire plan.

Something seemed to flash across Xuanyuan Ye's eyes, but he quickly hid it. He said again, "Return my clothes earlier. I'm waiting to wear them."

"Oh." Meng Fuying was slightly taken aback. His thoughts had jumped too quickly. Also, how could just one piece of clothes matter to him, the mighty Seventh Prince?

Watching his departing figure, Meng Fuying's lips could not help but twitch. This man was really…

When Bai Yichen returned to the Bai Residence, he saw Meng Ruxue sitting alone in the pavilion. Thinking that she might be looking for Xiaoyu, he was in a bad mood and did not want to bother about anyone. He pretended that he did not see her and walked towards his room.

"Young Master Bai." Meng Ruxue suddenly called out to him.

"What is it?" Bai Yichen frowned and asked coldly. He was in an extremely bad mood and was in no mood to care about Meng Ruxue.