'This is why politics are so….'
"Your Highness, Strategist Yang is here."
"Enter."
Walking into the study room, Wei Liuying noticed Gao Ling was sitting not far from Prince Ji Sheng. On the other hand, Prince Ji Sheng was sitting behind his table with a few books in front of him. His right hand was holding onto a brush that he had just dipped to ink.
"Yang Xian (Liu Ying) greets His Highness."
"Enough with the formality." Prince Ji Sheng waved his hand and looked at the two people who had come. "I'm sure that you know why I called for you, right?"
"It's about the one who should come to the capital city, am I right, Your Highness?" Yang Xian asked.
"Yes. I'm thinking that I should be the one to…"
"With all due respect, I can't agree. It's too dangerous for you to leave the border, Your Highness."
Prince Ji Sheng looked at his right hand. "And do you think that it'll be less dangerous if you're the one who leave, Xian?"
