The Successor I Have in Mind

There was a deep meaning in Xie Limo's words. He was saying that the royal family's opinions and thinking, as well as words said by the royalty, have no influence on him.

He wouldn't care about the royal family and give anyone face.

Xiajun Yanli stumbled. He didn't turn back but merely closed his eyes and sighed.

He knew that Xie Limo could be tolerant of many things, but if it involved his wife, he would do anything.

In the past, there was a rumor in Ning An City that no one could trifle with Yun Bixue—he experienced it first hand today.

"The incidents involving the noble families in the imperial capital has something to do with you, right?"

"Some yes, some no."

"So you didn't let off any family or person who harmed your wife!"

"You feel that I didn't let the An family off?"

Xiajun Yanli's expression changed. He couldn't understand indeed why Xie Limo chose to let the An family off.