Han Zhao felt a start inside and wanted to ask Emperor Yue what he meant by those words, but thinking of the deep and unfathomable mind of the emperor before him, he forcibly swallowed his queries.
He felt somewhat uneasy in his heart.
The future of Prince Huan and the young lady doesn't look as smooth as one might expect.
Wei Shu hadn't walked far from Chongde Hall before he ran into Wei Ya, who was waiting in the corridor.
Wei Ya stepped forward, hooked his shoulder, and said in a hushed, teasing voice, "My dear fourth brother, has Father already been discussing the matter of the Crown Prince with you?"
Wei Shu's brows furrowed deeply as he shook his head, "No, Father called me over to discuss something else, which I refused!"
Wei Ya raised an eyebrow.
Refused?
Even though Wei Ya was favored by Emperor Yue from childhood, he was well aware of his boundaries and rarely did anything against the emperor's wishes.
