"Empress Mother's intention, your son understands."
Sixth Prince Fu Yuanjin's eyes brimmed with joy. Exactly, as long as the ninth brother died, the Emperor would have only him to choose from.
The Emperor would never pass the throne to the seventh brother. Knowing this, what else was there for him to worry about?
...
That night, Ji Ruyan lay on the soft couch, her mind pondering the question Luo Shunchen had once asked Duke Huguo, Gu Jun, before his death.
She remembered Luo Shunchen asking Duke Huguo whether Sixth Prince Fu Yuanjin was the son of Grand General Changsun Kang of Qitian Country. Just that one question had instantly altered Duke Huguo's complexion.
However, even if he denied it, it would be to no avail, because Luo Shunchen didn't care about his answer at all.
Thinking back on it now, perhaps Sixth Prince Fu Yuanjin really wasn't the Emperor's biological son.
At this thought, Ji Ruyan couldn't help but sigh.
