Nie Qingru glanced at his puzzled expression and chuckled softly. "He's the heir I've nurtured for thirty years. How can I give up on him so easily? Now that the opportunity is in front of him, as long as he can amaze the world at this weapon exhibition, he still has a chance to make a comeback…
"Although I'm the Empress of the reclusive families and have supreme power and status, it concerns the interests of hundreds of families below me. Even I can't make the decision alone. If he wants to sit in my position in the future, he needs the approval of those old things in the Privy Council!"
A layer of worry enveloped Nie Qingru. "Can't you tell? The neutral archbishop has already quietly changed his position. I think that sly old fox wants to support Qiao Nian! He probably already knows about my relationship with her. According to the rules, that bastard child can also sit in my position…"
This was something she absolutely could not allow.
