Zimo had been away for many years, morphing from a mere child into the Prince Mo of Wei State, and it was on the emperor's behest that he was kindly invited back. Such a person, if said to be without schemes, would be impossible.
And now, even though the emperor remains so guarded against Prince Mo, he still finds himself powerless against him; this is no bluff.
This Zimo, in his dealings, truly has his own set of methods.
"What should we do? Clearly, Wu'er is in Zimo's hands. Does he intend to use Wu'er to threaten us?"
Upon hearing this, Prince Yi glanced sideward, casting her a look.
"If that were all, it would be fine. The fear is..."
"What do you fear?" Princess Consort Yi immediately asked.
"The fear is that Zimo has other motives. Perhaps he believes having Wu'er in his grasp serves him better than using her for a bargain with us."
Prince Yi said.
"This... this is troublesome." Princess Consort Yi's face was entirely colored with difficulty.
