Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

Wei Wujiu took a deep breath, pulled her into his arms again, and said, "Then I must also keep my promise to you. Do you agree?"

Lin Wantang looked at him in surprise, her eyes misty and shimmering, making his heart soften and ache.

Wei Wujiu gently wiped her eyes, his unhurried voice filled with tenderness: "Yinuo, I will rise and fall with you, and you will be my assistant. After we are married and I establish an empress, do not refuse me."

"I will hold your hand and grow old with you. Through a hundred years of honor and disgrace, I will not fail the Great Yue or you."

As Wei Wujiu spoke slowly, he kissed her reddened eyes and intertwined their fingers: "Sannuo, regardless of offspring or court officials, I only have you, and only you. While I live, you will enjoy wealth and honor, above all others; when I pass away..."

Before Wei Wujiu could continue, Lin Wantang covered his lips.

"Stop talking, Your Highness. I'll agree to anything, but please stop."

Wei Wujiu smiled, his still somewhat sickly face regaining a little weight, and gently kissed her hand, continuing, "After my passing, you will become the Empress Dowager, and the Lin family will enjoy glory and prosperity for generations to come, ensuring your safety and well-being."

"I don't want concubines, I only want you..." He looked at her eyes, which were once again moist with emotion, and smiled tenderly at her: "Having you is enough."

He didn't care whether Lin Wantang could bear children. As long as she was healthy, even if she didn't have children, he could adopt a child from a member of the royal family, so there was no need for the throne to be without an heir.

As for the other concubines, Wei Wujiu had spent half his life wandering and walking on thin ice. He knew that he was cold-hearted. He was already grateful to have Lin Wantang, who was protected and cared for by the spirits of his father and mother in heaven. He didn't have the patience to open his heart to other women, let alone spoil them or guard against their scheming.

Following the example of Emperor Taizu, he had only one empress in his harem throughout his life. As the empress aged and fell ill, Emperor Taizu was deeply saddened and followed her in just three years. He truly achieved a lifelong commitment to one person, which is a beautiful story.

Lin Wantang leaned against him for a while to calm down. Although her mind was still a little foggy after her emotions subsided, her thoughts were clear. She shook her head and smiled, "I'll take Your Highness's words as just coaxing me. It's nice to hear, but it won't do."

"For the royal bloodline to continue, of course the more sons and heirs the better. Your Highness, rest assured, I'm not that petty. As long as I am the principal wife and I don't lack food or clothing, and Your Highness doesn't show favoritism, I don't care how many concubines Your Highness adds..."

Before she could utter the last few words, she saw Wei Wujiu's face suddenly darken, and he said coldly, "Lin Wantang, have I been too lenient with you? You dare to say anything you want?"

What does it mean when a woman, regardless of whether she is royalty or a commoner, doesn't care how many concubines her husband has?

Lin Wantang was speechless for a moment, but she was not intimidated by the slight anger on his face. Instead, she began to reflect deeply. But after a short while, she smiled.

"I was wrong, Your Highness. I spoke without thinking."

She gazed intently into Wei Wujiu's eyes, still unable to fathom the depth within them, but she understood the warmth in his gaze—a warmth unique and unlike anyone else's.

"It's not that I don't care, it's just that I'm similar to Your Highness, and we have different levels of understanding." She spoke slowly, and squeezed his hand tightly: "The highest level is the country, the court, the nation, and the common people."

"Before I knew His Highness's background, I was single-mindedly focused on trying to bring down Shen Huai'an and support the Sixth Prince. Putting aside personal grudges, I also preferred to believe, just in case, that the Sixth Prince's birth mother was a princess of the previous dynasty, and that he was His Highness's youngest apprentice. His Highness endured humiliation for many years, not rushing to seek immediate revenge, but instead immersing himself in the military, step by step rising to the position of Director of the Eastern Depot. Isn't this also because His Highness cares about the country and the people of Dayue, and wants Changtai to remain prosperous?"

"I have no intention of interfering in politics, nor do I know what strategies or plans I can offer Your Highness. But if I were to be petty and jealous, disregarding the time and place, and rely solely on Your Highness's favor to make a fuss about demanding that Your Highness be devoted to me, and swear that there will be no other women in the harem besides me, would that be... appropriate?"

At this point, Lin Wantang smiled again, her smile as radiant as a flower: "If I don't even have a magnanimous heart, how can I be worthy of being the mother of a nation, worthy of His Highness's reliance and bestowal of titles upon me?"

Lin Wantang wasn't indifferent, nor was she completely immune to jealousy.

But such is the way of the world. Although she had heard of some men who, amidst a sea of ​​beauties, only chose one, and were devoted to their wives with unwavering love, and her father Lin Rucong and mother Lin Yasong were considered a beautiful story, there were also many men with multiple wives and concubines. Moreover, Wei Wujiu's status was different now. If everything went smoothly, then he…

He will soon be the emperor, the supreme ruler of the country.

Then she shouldn't bother him with trivial matters of personal feelings, and she shouldn't make unreasonable demands or restrictions on him for her own selfish reasons.

Sincerity can never be forced.

"Your words are a double-edged sword." Wei Wujiu looked at her ingratiating and charming smile, his heart softening. He couldn't blame her, and finally smiled helplessly: "Fine, I'll stick to what I said back then—"

"It's easier said than done. Just wait and see."

Whether he can be devoted to her wholeheartedly, whether he can refrain from taking concubines and spend his entire life with only her, depends on his actions.

In any case, there's absolutely no way to count on her when it comes to this kind of thing.

Wei Wujiu put his arm around her and pulled her onto his shoulder. He could almost imagine that if any minister were to offer him a concubine in the future, Lin Wantang would carefully select the woman based on her character and upbringing, ensuring she was of impeccable quality. She would gladly agree on his behalf and would even come back to persuade him to balance the power among the court officials and to ensure the continuation of his lineage...

She would rather be heartbroken and withdraw from everything than let such personal feelings interfere with important matters.

Lin Wantang couldn't bear to see him too tired after just waking up, so she helped him lie down again and told him some interesting stories from the past few days on the road, just to pass the time with some casual conversation.

She was suddenly attacked on the road the day before yesterday. Fortunately, Li Jinzhi reacted quickly, and the twenty disguised imperial guards were also skilled. After the incident, she was able to interrogate and interrogate them and found out that they were assassins secretly sent by Pang Ying. However, she remained silent about these details.

She just didn't want Wei Wujiu to worry too much.

Lin Wantang and everyone else had disguised themselves again, changing their identities from merchants to people going to Miao territory to visit relatives. The Imperial Guards were all dressed as farmers, and Li Jinzhi pretended to be an elder brother, lying that the group consisted of several families traveling together.

"Brother Li, he's awake."

Lin Wantang, seeing that they had traveled for quite some time and it was time to find a place to rest, lifted the carriage curtain and called out. But before the carriage could stop, it suddenly lurched violently—