"You mean to say, let me supervise the army?"
Crown Prince Fu Yuesheng was somewhat astonished.
"What? Are you afraid of dying?"
Ji Ruyan retorted.
"Nonsense! I've not lived enough. Why would I go looking for death?"
Crown Prince Fu Yuesheng protested.
Without lifting her eyelids, Ji Ruyan murmured faintly, "I thought you wanted to revitalize the Prince Yan Mansion. After all, this is a rare opportunity. The Commander's Seal of three hundred thousand troops—if I'm not mistaken, His Majesty will surely let you hold this seal to support Yuanzhao!"
The Commander's Seal of three hundred thousand troops?
The words spoken by Ji Ruyan struck home.
They pierced right into the heart of Crown Prince Fu Yuesheng.
One must know that although he was the princely heir, he wasn't truly taken seriously by anyone within the imperial family.
The favor from His Majesty, his uncle, was because he was born of a side consort, not the legitimate son of Prince Yan.
