Hearing that sentence, Li Cheng was stumped. Queen Lena was a puppet that he had supported.
Asking to marry someone else, even daring to marry someone else, meant that her wedding day would probably be the anniversary of her death.
It was absolutely impossible for Li Cheng to see another man become the king of the Kingdom of Kent.
Lena understood this in her heart, and Li Cheng did not say much either. It was simple to deal with smart people. There was no need for him to say anything.
Queen Lena had already walked toward the palace. She held the hem of her dress and swayed as she walked. It was true that she was a little hobbled, and it was obvious that she had not adapted to wearing the Queen's attire.
Seeing her clumsy appearance, Li Cheng smiled. She looked more like a young girl. If she wore a cold expression, she would lose some of her femininity.
