Li Yumin was engulfed in silence.
Hadn't she been enduring all these years of arduous pursuit, just so one day Murong Ce would marry her?
Just as hope was about to be realized, she dared not agree.
But isn't life a grand gamble?
If you win the gamble, everything goes smoothly as desired, but what if you lose? Facing someone as cold-blooded as Murong Ce, probably only doom awaits.
The voice of the man in black, devoid of any warmth, arose.
"Whether to proceed with the marriage alliance is for Your Highness to decide, but you must be cautious with Consort Rou. She is quite resourceful, and if she manages to facilitate an alliance between Houtang and Houliang against the Khitan, there will be nothing left for Your Highness. I have said all I came to say, please be wise."
After speaking, the three men in black leaped away and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.