"You've taken good care of your sister. Ah Ze, you've worked hard." Lu Huaijiang looked at his eldest son, who was pretending to be serious, with a serious gaze.
A three-year-old child was no longer naive and childish. This made his heart ache.
If Lulu was here, she would probably be so heartbroken that she would cry, right?
Jing Shu had been entrusted to Emperor Ziwei, so he was very assured with her by his side.
Monarch Zi Wei had been a god for 10,000 years, even though he was rigid and followed the law.
However, Jingshu felt more at ease following such a person.
Since he had promised, he would definitely do it.
On the other hand, the eldest son was born as the Crown Prince. At the age of two, he was pushed to the throne by the civil and military officials. It wasn't that he had displayed the might of an ancient emperor, but that the court needed stability.
Without a ruler, the court would be in turmoil and the world would be in turmoil.
