"The person by your side is Jiang Zhongxun?" Yang Mengchen mused to herself: No wonder the emperors of past generations could control the world; it turns out they had made meticulous plans early on.
Long Xuanmo nodded in response.
"Speaking of which, Jiang Zhongxun has been back in the Capital for quite some time, and I have yet to meet him."
Yang Mengchen was merely curious. After all, Long Xuanmo had said that Jiang Zhongxun was only two years older than him and had been sent to Long Xuanmo's side by the Emperor at the age of twelve. Such resourcefulness at that age intrigued her.
However, Long Xuanmo immediately became jealous: "He is a strange and eccentric individual. It's better for you not to meet him, lest he irritates you to death."
