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The eunuch respectfully placed the piece of paper on the table in front of the emperor and empress. When the emperor saw the beautifully written words, he was slightly stunned.

The other people's fonts were delicate and small. A poem was written in the middle of the paper. It didn't even take up half of the paper, but this Ying lass's beaming handwriting filled the whole paper. Even the names were squeezed into the corners.

The most important reason why she said she only wrote a part of the poem was probably because she could not write any more on the page.

This was not the main point. The main point was that her words were actually very easy to recognize.

Although Ye'er did not look at the paper at all just now and casually took out a piece of paper, that piece of paper was clearly black and white. Just a little glance was enough to tell.

So, did Ye'er really randomly choose?

Ye-er's casualness was probably…

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Meng Fuying, what? How could it be her?" The empress, who was leaning over slightly, could not help but cry out in surprise when she saw the piece of paper. Her face was filled with astonishment, and her voice was filled with disbelief and shock, as well as some anger.

And when Meng Fuying, who was eating snacks, heard the empress call her name, she subconsciously raised her head. When she saw the paper in the emperor's hand, she was completely stunned.

The snack that she had just put into her mouth was stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down.

Her breath was stuck in her throat and her face was flushed red. No, because of the black mask on her face, the color could not be seen. Only her neck was slowly turning red.

Meng Fuying quickly grabbed the teacup on the table and gulped it down. Finally, she swallowed the snack that was stuck in her throat. However, because she drank too quickly, she choked and coughed.

Gosh, she was a famous doctor, yet she almost choked to death from the dessert.

The culprit was still slowly sipping his tea, and there seemed to be a suspicious smile in his eyes.

Of course, it was absolutely impossible for others to notice her unusual emotions, especially now that that person was present as well. Since he entered, his eyes had never left her.

The other ladies were furious and looked at her with jealousy. They wanted her to choke to death.

"Do you have to be so agitated?" The empress glanced at her quickly and reprimanded her in a mocking tone. "You don't even know how to behave. Look at yourself."

Excited? Which eye of hers saw her agitation? That was killing her just now, okay?

"Ye'er, how could it be her? Look at her…" The empress once again shot Meng Fuying a displeased glance before turning to Xuanyuan Ye. She began to discuss the matter carefully.

No matter what, it couldn't be that girl.

From her subconscious, she could tell that she was still afraid of Xuanyuan Ye.

"Is there a difference?" Xuanyuan Ye's eyes darkened as he interrupted her coldly. The moment he spoke, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop a few degrees.

There was a hint of impatience in the coldness.

Was there a difference?

Meng Fuying's eyes widened slightly. Did he ask if there was a difference?

Was there a difference? Was there no difference?

This was an important matter of marriage. Did he think it was just playing house?

Meng Fuying's eyes were filled with anger.

What was a woman to him?

A non-existent accessory that made no difference to anyone?

He could make no difference, but he could not just drag her into it. As long as it didn't involve her, he could do whatever he wanted.

When the crown prince's eagle-like sharp eyes looked at Xuanyuan Ye again, they flickered slightly.

"Of course there's a difference. You're the most outstanding prince of our Xuanyuan Dynasty…" The empress was stunned for a moment and said repeatedly. However, she suddenly realized that the crown prince was also present, so she quickly added, "One of them. Therefore, your princess consort naturally can't be too bad, and Meng Fuying was originally a little silly. Although she's recovered now, she's still not worthy of Your Highness."

This time, Xuanyuan Ye did not speak again. However, his face seemed to turn colder, and his grip on the cup tightened slightly.

The empress looked at his cold face and did not dare to speak to him again. However, when she said that Meng Fuying was not worthy of him, he did not speak again. The empress secretly rejoiced. Then, she turned to Meng Fuying, her eyes once again concealing a few traces of ridicule.

"Meng Fuying, His Highness is such an outstanding man. For a woman to be worthy of him, she must be extremely intelligent, talented, and beautiful. She must be proficient in zither, chess, books, and paintings. What about you? What do you know? Do you know zither?" She definitely did not dare to contradict Xuanyuan Ye, so she could only attack Meng Fuying.

"I don't," Meng Fuying answered frankly. She naturally understood the Empress's intentions, so she was very willing to cooperate.

She had never even touched the zither since she was young. She was an orphan and could not learn that thing.

"What about chess? Do you know how to play it?" The empress's lips twisted into a smug smile as she asked again.

"I don't." Meng Fuying became even more unperturbed, and there was not the slightest bit of hesitation. Before the empress finished speaking, she had already answered.

She was proficient in chess. Because she liked quietness, she especially liked to play chess. She knew how to play normal chess. However, at this moment, she did not mind telling a small lie.

Low mocking voices came from the hall again.

"What about painting?" The emoress's smirk became even more obvious, and there was a secret joy in her voice.

"I don't know that either," she answered honestly and innocently without a hint of frustration or disappointment…

Xuanyuan Ye's brows furrowed slightly as a hint of anger flashed past his eyes.

"Then, do you think you are worthy of the Seventh Prince?" The empress concluded with a satisfied look on her face. Luckily, this girl knew her place.

She used to be a fool, but she wasn't smart now either. She was easy to deal with.

"Of course not." This time, Meng Fuying's answer was even more natural. Her voice spread throughout the hall.

The words were clear and firm.

The corners of her lips curled up into a cold smile, one that seemed angry yet mocking at the same time.

She did not want much. She only wanted a man who loved her, doted on her, and respected her. Yet, he treated marriage like a child's play. No matter how outstanding he was, he was not hers.

Moreover, Xuanyuan Ye might become the emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty in the future. When that time came, she wouldn't want to share a man with other women.

A person who did not have her in his heart would never be worthy of her, so it was not that she was not worthy of him…

The emperor didn't say anything all this time. It was unknown what he was thinking.

The empress's eyes were filled with satisfaction and pride.

While the ladies looked down on her, they were secretly delighted. After all, they might have another chance.