Emperor Jing was filled with righteous indignation, angrily pacing in circles.
What is all this nonsense!
His good intentions were completely misinterpreted?
Zhao Ting was also stunned. Based on his understanding of Emperor Jing, both as a Prince and now as Zhao Ting, this behavior wasn't an act.
"To put it bluntly, do you think your wife is a celestial being who descended from the heavens? That everyone would fancy her? Zhao Ting, if you're fond of her, that's your business. You think I, the Emperor, would stoop so low as to compete with you over a woman? Think about it, of all the consorts in the palace, is there one less beautiful than Meng's wife?" the more Emperor Jing spoke, the more aggrieved he felt. As a ruler, when had he ever been so insulted?
"No, no, Shuangxi, you go and invite Meng's wife into the palace. I need to confront her face to face! I can't have this slander hanging over me without clarification!" Emperor Jing shouted loudly.
