It was only until the picture of brothers' bonding disappeared completely from view that Emperor Yue asked Han Zhao behind him: "How much of their brotherly love do you think is true, and how much is false?"
Emperor Yue himself did not have an easy path to his throne. He had to hack out a bloody path from the hordes of princes.
Han Zhao, who had followed him since childhood, knew this only too well.
But there were some things he knew he couldn't say. Thus, he slightly bowed and said: "The Crown Prince and King Rui have always had deep brotherly love. Your Majesty's question is rather moot!"
"You old fox, you just won't tell the truth!" Emperor Yue rebuked him with a glance.
Han Zhao just chuckled and did not elaborate further.
"Jiuzhong is too scheming, as for Jinjin, there's no need to mention him!" Emperor Yue sighed and turned to leave.
Han Zhao, his back habitually bent, followed him.
