"The commoner woman knows a little because she is from the countryside," Nanfeng responded, still unsure about the Emperor's true intentions.
He's already 22 years old, and he spent many years in the palace, so his machinations must be pretty deep.
"Choose between farming and doing business; what would you select?" the Emperor asked again.
Nanfeng was cautious, "Why does your Majesty ask such a query?"
"Just answer," the Emperor stated.
He was truly domineering.
"If I had to select, I would prefer agriculture," Nanfeng replied, she vaguely guessed that the Emperor was planning her future.
Her future after her brother Ye goes to war.
If Ye went to the north, she would also live in the north temporarily, as they had agreed, waiting for him at the closest place.
"Good, now I know," the Emperor surprisingly stopped the conversation.
