The Phoenix of a Concubine-Born Daughter: The Imperial Uncle's Unparalleled Devotion

“Regent, please behave yourself!” The man narrowed his eyes, ignoring everyone’s reproaches as he gazed at the bride in the wedding sedan. His voice carried a dangerous edge. “Mo Yao, you are my woman! You dare marry someone else? Believe me, I’ll break your legs!” Mo Yao remained perfectly composed, smiling. “Regent, surely you’re joking? Wasn’t marrying the Crown Prince your idea? Didn’t you say that as a chess piece, I should know my place?” The man was stumped. He pressed his lips together, and they stared each other down for a long while before he finally said weakly, “I regret it…”