The eunuch looked at her smile, his thoughts stirred slightly.
"I understand now."
He nodded, gathered the items, and smiled at Feng Yun.
"I shall take my leave to return to the palace and relay the Princess's words to His Majesty, word for word."
Feng Yun bowed slightly, as if letting out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you. Please take your time, Eunuch."
The eunuch returned the courtesy and left through the door.
Feng Yun's words were measured, but the eunuch understood them completely.
Issuing an imperial decree to have the Prince of Yonghuai ascend to the throne would not necessarily be mere jest. Forcing Pei Jue to take the decree and assume the Dragon Throne in the Golden Throne Hall would be no different from staging a coup.
What Pei Jue desires is not just the throne.
It is a rightful throne obtained openly and honorably.
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Princess Chang paced back and forth in Mingguang Hall, her expression anxious.
