Xishan, Royal Palace.
The Wanyan brother and sister, whom Ye Qingli had just remembered, were sitting in the room talking.
Sitting with them was Yelu Wen.
There were only three of them in the house.
The remaining guards were all standing outside at a distance.
Obviously, what they want to discuss is very confidential.
The faces of the three people were very grim.
Wanyan Yongning said slowly: "Are you going to attend the palace banquet tonight?"
"Well, of course I'm going."
Wanyan Yongling's face showed a bright color.
"So, you have chosen him?"
"Yes!"
"But aren't you a little faster?"
"Soon?"
Wanyan Yongling didn't think so.
Her eyes sparkled.
"I have decided, he is the man of my choice!"
"Besides, don't you also think that he is a good choice?"
"Yes. Judging from the appearance, he is indeed a good choice."
Yeluwen spoke slowly.
"But this time, we are not just looking for a puppet to support us."
There was a profound look in the old man's eyes.
There is no trace of the previous illness at all.
Like an old fox.
"Princess, don't forget the mission you shoulder."
"You are our Dongze, the only woman with the blood of that place!"
"so what?"
Wanyan Yongling was a little unhappy.
She pouted slightly.
He seemed very dissatisfied with Yeluwen for mentioning this matter.
"enough!"
"You have been mentioning this identity since I was a child. I have almost had enough. Now, even my marriage must be hindered by it?"
"of course."
Yeluwen let out a sinister smile.
"My eldest princess. Don't forget that your identity is still the princess of Dongze. Your current identity, status, wealth, and the respect others give you after you go out are all brought by your identity!"
"If you give up this identity, you can become nothing from now on!"
He laughed darkly.
"Princess, what do you think?"
"At that time, you will become an ordinary woman with nothing..."
He pointed outside.
"Your jewels, jewelry, gold and silver, horses, and faces...all will be gone from you!"
"These are the obligations—and the price—that you should bear as Princess Dongze!"
"Be bold!"
Wanyan Yongling stood up angrily.
She pointed her finger at Yeluwen's nose in a stern voice.
"What qualifications do you, an old man, have to dictate to this princess? Don't forget, I am Wanyan! You are just Yelu, a slave of my princess!"
"Don't be rude to Lord Yelu!"
Wanyan Yongning stood up immediately.
He was going to stop his sister.
"hehe……"
Yeluwen was not angry.
The old man, who looked like he was dying, slowly stood up.
Then, he opened Wanyan Yongling's fingers with his hand.
"Yes, I am just a slave of the Wanyan family. However, I have your majesty's secret order. I am fully responsible for this mission. Even if Her Royal Highness chooses the consort, I will be the last to do it. Decide."
"On the marriage certificate, I need to stamp the gold seal at the end!"
