The throne was meant for her son.
Long Yang had occupied it for many years; it was time he had returned it.
Long Chi stood up and prepared to leave, having received the answer he wanted.
"I'll make all the preparations for the trip up to the Cool Mountains. I'll take my leave first."
Even though he was about to get his hands on the throne, Empress Dowager Xiaojing noticed that there was not much delight in his expression. She was slightly puzzled about this. "Is something bothering you? You can share your troubles with me. I'm your grandmother, the closest person to you in the world. You can share anything with me."
Long Chi was still hesitant about it.
Even though she was his grandmother, she had been planning his life for him since the day he was born. This involved his dignity as a man, which was why he did not know how to voice it out.
