A gentle smile appeared on Feng Yili's face when he heard Yu Yunxi's words. He raised his hand and gently stroked her head as he said, "Don't worry. I can deal with such a trivial matter. If I can't even handle this, how can I be qualified to stand by your side?"
Yu Yunxi's face burned again when she heard these words. She cleared her throat and said stiffly, "Well, since there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first."
After saying this, Yu Yunxi wanted to flee, but Feng Yili quickly grabbed her arm. Despite the nonchalant tone, his eyes were filled with anticipation as he asked, "Princess Consort, you came because you heard the Emperor was going to bestow a marriage to me, right?"
Feng Yili was desperate to hear her answer. Although she had accepted him, he could not help but feel insecure. After all, she had lost her memories, and he was worried that she would leave him one day. As such, he desperately needed to know her heart.
