Yelu Yan's expression grew colder and sterner.
"The consort is the woman who is to spend her life with me, doesn't my mentor think it's inappropriate to refer to her in such a manner?"
He actually went to such lengths to defend Li Xianyun that he couldn't even tolerate the term "a woman."
Xiao Dilu felt as if he had thorns in his back, his heart cooling by half in an instant.
"The consort is a woman I sought after tirelessly, and I value her even more than my own life. It was my idea not to want heirs, and it has nothing to do with the consort. If my mentor must blame someone, blame me. Yet today, you attribute all these faults to the consort. How is that fair to her? Besides, the consort is my support, she has never been an impediment."
"Has my mentor ever considered that if I had not met the consort, I would never have married in my lifetime? By then, the worries of my mentor would not merely be about the succession."
Xiao Dilu's face showed deep sorrow.