Jiang Ruobai placed a white piece on the board, speaking gravely, "The imperial mind is inscrutable. Seventh Miss, don't think you can underestimate him just because the emperor treats you with extra affection as his daughter."
"How could I dare? I know the emperor is very clever."
"Well good, as long as you understand. Don't let the emperor's appearance fool you."
"Dad, after saying all this, are you trying to tell me that it's not that you don't want to know the truth, but you don't dare to know? Is that right?" Jiang Ning teased her old father with a chuckling eye.
Jiang Ruobai cleared his throat, "You're illiterate, so you don't understand the rules of monarch and subject. If the monarch orders his subject to die, the subject has no choice but to obey. If the emperor doesn't allow us to pursue, we don't pursue. Why challenge the imperial power unnecessarily?"
