This was a detail that he had been emphasizing to himself recently. His father, who had passed away, Wei Yuan, who had died in battle, and chief advisor Wang, who still stood in the Imperial court, all had a stable aura.
As the king of a country who was about to ascend to the throne, he naturally had to keep his emotions in check.
The graceful, luxurious, and well-maintained concubine Chen was radiant. She walked to the crown prince's side and gently stroked his sleeve.
"Good, good, I've finally made it, I've finally made it."
The charming mature woman had tears in her eyes.
After a moment of joy, she suddenly frowned. "You have to be on guard against the fourth Prince's desperate actions."
The Crown Prince smiled and shook his head.
"No, my child has sat in the eastern Palace for more than ten years. Whether it's the will of the people or the court, they've always been on my side. I am the Orthodox.
