I've been bullied and humiliated for thirteen years; when I wake up, I'll be bloodthirsty.

Chapter 941 Finale 1

Lu Yangyang thought about the topic she had discussed with Li Duan that day. She had some doubts about whether she was willing to be an empress and whether she could be a qualified empress.

But she had no hesitation about this relationship, about Zong Que.

"I am willing!"

Lu Yangyang nodded with great certainty.

She loves Zong Que and wants to spend the rest of her life with him.

At this moment, all hesitation paled in comparison to the unwavering resolve we had for him.

Therefore, she was willing.

Zong Que gripped her finger tightly, his hand trembling slightly as he placed the ring on her finger. This emotion, which he had to suppress repeatedly in the face of matters of national importance, made his heart flutter uncontrollably the moment he was finally able to hold her hand, make a promise to her, and receive her response.

He stood up and pulled Lu Yangyang into a tight embrace.

Lu Yangyang buried her head in his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and asked with some curiosity, "So, is the ceremony complete just like that?"

This marriage proposal is quite unique.

Zong Que said in a muffled voice, "Not yet, but I can't help it, I want to hug you first."

So many times, so many times, I wanted to hold her, to reach out and hold her hand, to kiss her, to possess her, to breathe in every inch of air that carried her scent.

Lu Yangyang tilted her head back, her brow touching his chin. "So what's the next step?"

Zong Que placed another ring into her palm: "The next step is for you to put the ring on my hand as well, just like I'm binding you, binding me tightly."

Lu Yangyang's curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't wait to slip the ring from her palm onto Zong Que's ring finger. She lifted his hand and examined it carefully, then suddenly remembered something and tapped his middle finger: "I remember you used to always wear a ring, where did it go?"

“That silver ring was used to test for poison. After I injured my leg, most of the medicine and food that were fed to me every day were poisoned.” Zong Que let her hold his hand and looked down into her eyes: “Now, I don’t need any of that anymore.”

Lu Yangyang tiptoed and gently kissed his lips, earnestly promising, "With me here from now on, you won't need anything else. I'm immune to all poisons."

"Mmm." Zong Que responded softly, lowered his head to touch her forehead, lifted her chin with his hand, and sealed her lips with his.

After a long while, Lu Yangyang leaned against his chest, slightly out of breath. Zong Que carried her to a bench nearby. "The day of the coronation ceremony is an auspicious day. Shall we get married?"

Lu Yangyang's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped Zong Que's clothes: "But I haven't thought it through yet."

Zong Que instinctively tensed up: "Hmm?"

Lu Yangyang was somewhat troubled, but these troubles had to be faced eventually, and she had nothing to hide from Zong Que: "I haven't decided yet whether I want to be your empress. I'm afraid I won't be able to be a qualified empress."

Lu Yangyang greatly admired the late Empress. She also knew that Zong Que would not be like the retired emperor. But with each status came corresponding responsibilities. At that time, it wouldn't be a matter of whether she wanted to or not, but rather that there were certain rules she had to abide by. This was also a matter of respect for Zong Que.

She couldn't marry him, yet she brought him a lot of trouble, which wasn't her original intention.

Zong Que chuckled: "Is that what you're worried about?"

Lu Yangyang looked at him seriously: "What else can we do?"

Zong Que pinched her chin with his fingers, turning her face towards him: "Yangyang, with me, all you need to do is be my wife."