"Are you sure about this, Your Highness?" Wu Xiang questioned with uncertainty. He tightly clenched the folded fan in his hands.
"Even the Empress herself has never sat in any of the Round Table discussions. Of course, the Empress is supposed to watch over the country, but let's be honest, her days are supposed to be spent catering to her children, Your Highness," Wu Xiang added on.
Wu Xiang watched his friend with a frown. The Crown Prince continued to ignore him.
Wu Xiang held back a groan of complaint when his friend turned the page of the book he was reading.
"I know the Crown Princess is wise, but you should reconsider it, Your Highness. It might take a toll on her," Wu Xiang stated.
Yu Zhen lazily read the passage. The Art of War. He hoped Li Xueyue had read through it before.
"Your Highness—"
