In a split second, Hua Jieyu felt completely lifeless. Her face was as pale as a ghost.
His Majesty had bestowed the title of the Crown Princess upon her. She was to leave on the first day of the new year. Just a moment ago, she was chatting with her mother about the events of tomorrow, when her father and Ye Futian was to come. Then, without warning, she was hit with this news.
Nandou Wenyin, Nandou Tai and the rest were all in shock, unable to recover.
This...is this fate? Nandou Tai asked himself. To be honest, he did not fully comprehend what Minister Zuo meant when he said that Hua Jieyu was fated to be an empress, mother of the world. But now he knew. Minister Zuo meant empress to an emperor, emperor of the Nandou Nation.
"No..." said Hua Jieyu. She had finally pulled herself out of her daze. Her eyes showed determination as she said to Minister Hua, "I refuse."
Minister Hua frowned. "Nonsense, this is an imperial order from His Majesty."
