"My meaning is, do you have any objections to this?"
Xu Yinhè watched his eldest son's slightly agitated expression quietly, his voice faint.
And with his words, the carriage fell silent.
The question posed by Xu Yinhè was somewhat cold-blooded.
But in this position, cold-bloodedness is often necessary.
No one dislikes power, and if they claim to dislike it, they most certainly have not tasted its flavor.
"If you do, you can speak up."
Under his gaze, Xu Changge's previously agitated eyes gradually calmed, and he sighed,
"Father, are you worried that something like what happened with the Li Family will occur between me and Changtian?"
Xu Yinhè said nothing, which was as good as confirmation.
The Li Family, surnamed Tian.
With the current Emperor bedridden for so many years despite having appointed a Crown Prince, those exceptionally capable princes have almost gone mad fighting for that golden throne.
