hen I ascend the throne one day, I will issue an edict to posthumously appoint you as a noble consort and bury you in the imperial mausoleum. After a hundred years, Fu'er and I will be buried with you... criticism.Xiao Yuge let out a cold snort: "I didn't expect the master of Qianjige to be gossiping."Ye Wuhuan, jolted by his own slip of the tongue, hastily coughed twice to cover it up. Then, with a...