Her meaning was as clear as day.
All the wealth and treasure in this world belonged to the imperial dynasty! As the mother of the country, she had the power to allocate this wealth. Hence, these treasures belonged to whoever she said they belonged to!
Ye Ling glanced at the knavish Empress Rong in contempt. "Other people aren't allowed to get a share of my possessions, including the people of the imperial clan!"
"How impudent!"
At Ye Ling's derisive words, Ye Luo bristled with anger, staring daggers at the fair and handsome young man in front of him.
"Ye Ling, my imperial mother is this dynasty's empress, the mother of the country. Who permitted you to speak to her like this? If my imperial mother says your estate belongs to me, then beat it! My territory doesn't welcome a mutt like you!"
The word "mutt" stilled Ye Ling's breathing. He narrowed his eyes slightly, pressing dangerously close to Ye Luo.
"What did you just say?"
